The Weekend Past - Eat, Drink, Party!!

Missed dinner with the girls on Friday night, but managed to get home just in time before they arrived at our place for yet another drinks sesh and a spot of Taboo.

Food notes: decided to venture out of the comfort zone of comte, brie and camembert, and tried to introduce a mild blue german (cambozola) instead, which went down pretty well. Shall be more adventurous next time. ;p

We slept in on Saturday morning and had a late brunch of bockwurst and some pancakes with hand-whipped fresh cream (yumz!). Am thinking of adding sliced pears to the batter next time or perhaps poaching/caramelising first… lazed around the rest of the morning, watching poor Maria getting thrashed by Serena Williams at the Australian Open and waiting for the oven-repairman to arrive. And as Murphy would have it – the oven was totally fine and didn't trip up at all when the guy tested it. Although he did say the moisture in the heating element that was causing the power trip had probably been removed from my repeated attempts at starting it up. We'll see. Good reason to make a roast next weekend.

Popped over to the Robinson's sale with mum and came away with more bowls, bedlinen for the guest room, a huge vase (hip high!) and a tiered cakestand – this time in brushed stainless steel. :) Hubs thinks I'm crazy… *shopaholic alert*

We had a date night on Saturday evening and it was perfect!

Made reservations at the Barfly, dressed up and took a leisurely stroll in lovely balmy weather to The Cannery. Clarke Quay has changed so much – it's so bustling and lively now, with new bars and restaurants. I think we can try a new place every fortnight for the next 6 months and still won't be done exploring, which is great! Barfly is a restaurant tucked into the 2^nd floor of The Cannery. Dark wooden stairs led up to an open reception area and into the dining area. And I must say – Wow. It almost doesn't feel like you're in Singapore. Very impressed. Black crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, each bulb fixed with mini dark shades, and cast a moody glow over the rich velvet upholstery, and the embossed leather menus made them feel especially luxe. We were given a table in the corner, which gave us privacy and yet allowed us a view of the snazzy bar and most of the restauratn. The service staff were polite, attentive yet unobstrusive. And the food was delish! The Unagi spring rolls were crisp and not too oily, the foie gras was heavenly and the accompanying apple chutney as nicely tart and refereshing. DH had the grain- fed lamb ribs – and it's one of the best (other than Daddy's special recipe ones – none other can compare!) we've tried. Roasted to perfection – a little charred on the outside and melt-in-your mouth juicy inside. I had the slow-cooked piglet. I think the meat is teased off the bone, cooked for a long time, separately from the skin, till soft and tender, shaped into a square patty and lightly panfried, then topped with the crispy deepfried skin. Oooh…amazing! The portions are large and we just didn't have space for dessert. Otherwise, the warm ganache chocolate cake looked enticing.

After dinner, we decided to explore the rest of the area before catching up K for his 30th birthday celebrations at MOS. There are a few restaurants I'd really like to try next, including Bice and Zuma, and I'm eagerly awaiting the opening of Nectarie – a dessert patisserie!

We also saw a Moroccan-themed bar and a mongolian grill called Tent (the inside really looked like a 蒙古包, with wooden beams and drapes and all… heh…). There was a street market and DH picked up a pair of earrings for me – delicate, 14K gold wires, embellished with blue swarovski crystals and a matching droplet of aquamarine. *joy*!!

Our little party at Studio 54 was a blast. The drinks started easily enough with some Rose Moets, and progressed to a bottle of 42below. That got everyone high and happy enough to get up and dance when the first strains of familiar retro music from our era started to play. Sadly there wasn't Belinda Carlisle – travesty!! – but at least they played Electric Dream, and I knew all the words… J Gosh, I feel so old… But it was a fun night – i guess retro-cheese does it for me… *embarrassed* But, J showed he was truly the king of retro-trivia – he knew just about all the titles, all artistes, lyrics, and exactly which movie they came from..

Ended the night with bak kut teh at the corner of Mohd Sultan, hot and comforting in the cool weather, before traipsing home, ears still muffled from the loud music, and singing "Summer Rain" in the basement carpark. *giggle* we were so dying for the song, Hubs found the track on our iPod and blasted it while we were in the shower – couldn't help but dance and sing to it. *mad* ;)