dinner post zumba @ east coast lagoon food village

chicken and beef satay.

meat's too tough.

peanut sauce was a finely grounded watery mixture that went well with the barbecued meat sticks.

and i sound nothing less than a tourist when i describe satay in an awkward way like this.

rojak with chilli on the side.

my very thoughtful girlfriend :)

I thought I might have bitten into a slice of apple!

But i'm not quite sure about that one ingredient.

The toasted fried doughsticks, beancurd puffs, slices of turnip and fresh pineapple were generously coated in a sticky sweet rojak sauce topped with peanuts that made for a very appetizing...

appetizer.

i liked it so much that

words fail me.

now this was not my idea of hokkien mee.

braised. not fried.

actually, no. just bathed in some prawn stock.

the noodles were overcooked but yet failed to absorb the flavour of the stock.

as a main carb in our meal,

this was disappointing. :(

odd mish mash of cultures as the alternative to a fusion menu.

a rose by any other name.

first public review :)

shades baby. :)

omySG and panasonic @ the singapore flyer food trail

feeling a little undressed without the sauce.

tasty.

but watered down.

drowned in rojak sauce.

too sweet.

i'll <3 all hokkien mees.

but these were hokkien braised noodles.

where's my wok hei?

never enough of this.

sambal was sedapnya!

and this?

ohmyyum.

and for everything else.

there's ORHLUAK.

;)

when chomp chomp gets too crowded

We decided to skip the torture of waiting to douse ourselves in sweat and the smell of barbeque and head over to serangoon gardens market instead.

And just because we were too hungry.

We settled for less.

Not in quantity unfortunately but in quality.

Oh the tragedy.

Case in point? Unappetizing. Le sigh.

And hello saving grace.

These were savoury morsels packed with ample pork and chives as a filling.

The skin was chewy with bite but just thin enough to hold the juices in before you take a bite.

Mm. Yums.

Hits and misses.

Company was good. Thanks for the rides, laughs and life lessons. I've got a heck load more to learn.

)

Whampoa Market at 92 Whampoa Drive

With a text message like that, i was worried. Was my friend by any chance pregnant?!

(She's single so being preggers would be a disaster.)

Thankfully, it was just a craving.

Where could be a place that would have everything she wanted? Oh but of course, at Whampoa Market. Out of the way, but when a craving strikes, the call must be answered before it manifests itself in different ways. Oh the hazards of humans.

So taking trains, cabs and walks, we individually made our way over to Whampoa Market at 92 Whampoa Drive. Just a side note, typing the name made me wonder how an American would pronounce it (wham-po-ah?) and how ridiculous a word it seems. Almost as if it were a nonsense word.

But anyway, here we go with dinner tonight.

BBQ chicken wings. Hot off the charcoal grills. Juicy. Tender. With a dip into that sour spicy garlic chilli concoction. Immense satisfaction for an appetizer.

Hokkien Mee. I'm hokkien. And I love my MEE! :)

Today's version was a little drier. I probably got the first/last batch off the wok. With the peanut chilli sambal that never seems to be enough.

Oh yum. Hainanese chicken. Skin with that bit of bite. Fragrant chicken oil mixed with light soy sauce. And a non typical chilli dip. I liked this more than I thought I would!

A measly portion of stingray and a miserable excuse for sambal kangkong. They definitely won't be seeing me again.

And because so many people were making orders for cockles. We needed to have a hand in the blood war. Indulgences. In moderation. Keep these away from me for the next half a year please!

All that for dinner. Dinner for just two.

A false alarm of pregnancy.

An enjoyment of local fare at hawker centre prices.

Just before we leave. Another order for a takeout of half a dozen chicken wings please. Two to have on the spot just because it was irresistable, leaving four to go. Mmmyum!

Satay would've completed our meal. Some rojak?

Or maybe some local dessert.

And maybe we need to exercise a little bit of moderation.

A sense of achievement for having kept our KOI drinks, skipping the satay, rojak and dessert.

All that for next time!

That's moderation, innit? :)

Chomping down at Chomps.

Haven't been here in a while. Che Jian/ Chia Keng Hokkien Mee has shifted their location to the second stall on the left hand side of the hawker centre complete with a brand new signboard. Today's beehoon didn't seem to have spent enough time in the wok to fully absorb the stock so that made it lacking in taste somewhat. Perhaps just this batch that he fried. Lard toppings were crunchy as usual with their brilliantly complementing sambal chilli that I always need an extra spoonful of.

Carrot cake was good although a little heavy on the salt and prawns fried to death from being the hot frying plate too long. I'd only order the white version at this stall though. The black version isn't as tasty as in other places I've tried. That's just my personal take on it.

Satay beehoon. Looking a lot nicer than it tastes. The serving size was pathetic at a cost of $4. And what made it worse was that it was served lukewarm. Hmm. I expected the beehoon to have been blanched once more and the satay sauce to be well heated. Expectations. Oh well.

Was good dining out with the notsolittle brother.

And Christmas IS coming right up! :)

Makes me happy just seeing this on the racks at the NTUC outlet in myVillage at Serangoon Gardens.