HOLA!!! It's FRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!
Anyways, I would like to introduce to you this simple all day breakfast set from Hans Singapore.
Credit :: image source from songsamseee.wordpress.com
Now the highlight about this set isn't the scramble eggs.
Sidenote:: if you are residing in sydney or planning to visit sydney, please head to Bill Granger. He spent alot of time perfecting the best scramble eggs. And his scramble eggs are ze best!
Back to Hans. I had the bacon scramble eggs set 2 weeks ago. The scramble eggs were OKAY. Bacon strips were a tad too salty. But the toast! Holy cow! I wouldn't say that they are ze best but it was mmmmmmmmm delish!
There isn't any fancy dressing nor fancy name for the toast. It was just plain white bread, lightly toasted and lightly buttered. There is something about the butter/margarine. I just can't stop eating it.
The fragrance, the smooth texture, the nostalgic taste! There isn't this stale buttery after taste nor overly greasy feeling on your lips that you may have experience at some coffeeshops.
Sidenote 2:: I've never like having bread as entree of any sorts. Even those that I've had at Hilton doesn't entice me to wanna munch them all.
So I thought, "bah.. I'm sure they will not be consistent with the standards. Maybe the next time wouldn't be so yummy anymore".
A couple of days ago, I've decided to pay them another visit.
This time I ordered the sausage scramble eggs set instead.
Rubbing my hands eagerly and proceed to pick up one half of the toast.
Sank my teeth slowly into it. ( not the suarez amazing vampire bites okay?)
HOLY COWWWW!!!
The toast was awesome. Pardon the limited adjectives. My engrish isn't all oxford.
But OMG! *proceeds to gobble up them all*
The toast isn't burnt or overly toasted. They were jusssssttttt nice.
And the fragrance of the butter/margarine/what-ever-magic-that-they-used. *smack lips*
Even for the husband, who isn't at all a bread person (besides burger), thought that the plain ol'buttered toast was great!
Okay. That's all I wanna say about their food. I've yet to try the rest of the menu so I can't comment about them.
And btw, the branch i went was at Changi City Point. I'm not sure if they share the same standards at their other branches.
P.s Please do not curse me if you tried them and find that they don't taste as good as I've described. We all have different expectations. If you are looking for Michelin star standards, maybe this isn't cut out for you.
Peace out.
Address : Changi City Point, 5 Changi Business Park Central 1, #01-51/53, Singapore 486038.
Friday, 27 June 2014
Wednesday, 25 June 2014
Wongfu
Rare second post for the day!
But this, I have to share.
It touched a raw nerve.
http://wongfuphil.wordpress.com/2014/06/24/my-end-of-the-deal/
Wongfu is a youtube sensation (if you don't know about them, I don't know where were you throughout your living days.)
They make really good short shorts. Alot of raw emotions in it.
And at the same time, they are a bunch of funny people living normal lives off screen.
Anyways, I just want to take out a paragraph from Phil's blog entry about his dad. Because it speaks for most of us with asian parents.
"My dad is not a social guy. He’s quiet, keeps to himself, and apparently has been this way for much of his life. He’s tried to have friends, but always felt out of place, or uncomfortable, and as a reaction, he would avoid people more. And then along comes me, a son, an extension of him. And with me he encourages all the social aspects he lacks, or always felt too afraid to expose. Have an imagination, have a quick wit and sharp tongue, play tennis and basketball like the people on tv, …include me in your life. My dad was trying to create the friend he always wanted. The cool kid, the fun guy, a friend he knew he couldn’t lose, so long as the friend didn’t reject him."
Now look back into your childhood. Does this all seemed familiar to you? It sure does for me.
We were all complaining about "why did you make me do things that you don't?!" or.. "mom! you don't even like piano! Why did you make me learn it?!" .. And the list goes on.
We were always complaining that the parents are always trying to mould us into something that they want. Or that they are always making us try things that they missed out in their childhood. Where did what WE need and want go to?
Now we all know why.
That is a very insightful blog entry. But then again, his entries are always insightful. It's me who is the daft one. T_T
Peace out.
But this, I have to share.
It touched a raw nerve.
http://wongfuphil.wordpress.com/2014/06/24/my-end-of-the-deal/
Wongfu is a youtube sensation (if you don't know about them, I don't know where were you throughout your living days.)
They make really good short shorts. Alot of raw emotions in it.
And at the same time, they are a bunch of funny people living normal lives off screen.
Anyways, I just want to take out a paragraph from Phil's blog entry about his dad. Because it speaks for most of us with asian parents.
"My dad is not a social guy. He’s quiet, keeps to himself, and apparently has been this way for much of his life. He’s tried to have friends, but always felt out of place, or uncomfortable, and as a reaction, he would avoid people more. And then along comes me, a son, an extension of him. And with me he encourages all the social aspects he lacks, or always felt too afraid to expose. Have an imagination, have a quick wit and sharp tongue, play tennis and basketball like the people on tv, …include me in your life. My dad was trying to create the friend he always wanted. The cool kid, the fun guy, a friend he knew he couldn’t lose, so long as the friend didn’t reject him."
Now look back into your childhood. Does this all seemed familiar to you? It sure does for me.
We were all complaining about "why did you make me do things that you don't?!" or.. "mom! you don't even like piano! Why did you make me learn it?!" .. And the list goes on.
We were always complaining that the parents are always trying to mould us into something that they want. Or that they are always making us try things that they missed out in their childhood. Where did what WE need and want go to?
Now we all know why.
That is a very insightful blog entry. But then again, his entries are always insightful. It's me who is the daft one. T_T
Peace out.
Rage
I've decided that I should never be allowed on the roads.
Driving i mean.
I've got horrible road rages.
1. Signal your bloody intentions.
1.1 Whenever I see a vehicle who wants to cross to another lane but stubbornly refuse to use the signal indicator, i get mad.
YOU PAID SO MUCH MONEY TO BUY A CAR WITHOUT SIGNAL INDICATOR?!
1.2 And said driver still grunts and whines that "the other drivers not gracious one. Don't want to give way". Makes me boil.
2. Self-righteous drivers
2.1 "those motorcyclist should just keep in lane and not do split lanes! so dangerous"
FINE YOU MOFOS.
When motorcyclist keep in their lane, this is what you do to them.
I would love to shove your self-rights into your arse. May you burn in hell.
2.2 While motorcyclist do lane splits, some drivers love to play god.
"let me inch closer to the lane marks. so that they cannot lane split"
DO NOT EVER DO THAT WHEN YOU SEE THE MOTORCYCLE IS HALF A CAR LENGTH BEHIND YOU. YOU STUPID OR WHAT?!!!!!!
2.3 If you also cannot turn your head slightly 45 degrees to check blind spot, please do mankind a favour, don't drive.
3. Female/Aunty drivers. I'm sorry. (I'm a woman as well btw.)
3.1 Alot of aunty drivers are not aware of their surroundings.
They have what we like to call, tunnel vision. They will not turn their heads around to check their sides nor use the backview mirror to check the back.
And when they get honks and the likes, they complain about the other drivers instead.
*Shakes head in disbelieve*
Period.
When all the above happens, I would flick the international hand sign like second nature. And if said driver retaliate, i will not hesitate to let them taste my fist. or my shoe.
(I know, 2 wrongs don't make a right. Which is why i make a left. LOL. not funny.)
SEEEEEE. HORRIBLE ROAD RAGE ME!
Anyways, it seems like road rage is more likely to happen in high strung countries like ours and hongkong.
Drivers are way way way more patient in places like london and aussie.
Isit the weather?
Weather now in your hot and humid singapore is 34 degree celsius.
Welcome to humidity that clouds your brain.
peace.
Driving i mean.
I've got horrible road rages.
1. Signal your bloody intentions.
1.1 Whenever I see a vehicle who wants to cross to another lane but stubbornly refuse to use the signal indicator, i get mad.
YOU PAID SO MUCH MONEY TO BUY A CAR WITHOUT SIGNAL INDICATOR?!
1.2 And said driver still grunts and whines that "the other drivers not gracious one. Don't want to give way". Makes me boil.
2. Self-righteous drivers
2.1 "those motorcyclist should just keep in lane and not do split lanes! so dangerous"
FINE YOU MOFOS.
When motorcyclist keep in their lane, this is what you do to them.
I would love to shove your self-rights into your arse. May you burn in hell.
2.2 While motorcyclist do lane splits, some drivers love to play god.
"let me inch closer to the lane marks. so that they cannot lane split"
DO NOT EVER DO THAT WHEN YOU SEE THE MOTORCYCLE IS HALF A CAR LENGTH BEHIND YOU. YOU STUPID OR WHAT?!!!!!!
2.3 If you also cannot turn your head slightly 45 degrees to check blind spot, please do mankind a favour, don't drive.
3. Female/Aunty drivers. I'm sorry. (I'm a woman as well btw.)
3.1 Alot of aunty drivers are not aware of their surroundings.
They have what we like to call, tunnel vision. They will not turn their heads around to check their sides nor use the backview mirror to check the back.
And when they get honks and the likes, they complain about the other drivers instead.
*Shakes head in disbelieve*
Period.
When all the above happens, I would flick the international hand sign like second nature. And if said driver retaliate, i will not hesitate to let them taste my fist. or my shoe.
(I know, 2 wrongs don't make a right. Which is why i make a left. LOL. not funny.)
SEEEEEE. HORRIBLE ROAD RAGE ME!
Anyways, it seems like road rage is more likely to happen in high strung countries like ours and hongkong.
Drivers are way way way more patient in places like london and aussie.
Isit the weather?
Weather now in your hot and humid singapore is 34 degree celsius.
Welcome to humidity that clouds your brain.
peace.
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