alright-tasting limitless-ala-carte head-of-pig-to-tail eating.
this is an (embarrassingly-)long-ago dinner at wolf, at one of their regular themed dinners. and OH MY GOD, the place has closed (but I can’t say I’m really surprised).
alright-tasting limitless-ala-carte head-of-pig-to-tail eating.
this is an (embarrassingly-)long-ago dinner at wolf, at one of their regular themed dinners. and OH MY GOD, the place has closed (but I can’t say I’m really surprised).
pretty good traditional balinese roast pig in the town of kerobokan. this is my first post of a few on bali, and what better way to start than something rather regionally famous? now, I’m no connoisseur of roast pork – I also don’t appreciate things like crackling – so the credibility of this post is based on our local driver’s recommendation, as well as my partner’s appreciation for the food.
babi guling is essentially the indonesian/balinese equivalent of the roast suckling pig, so common in chinese cuisine – and although 87% of indonesians are muslim, 93% of the balinese people are hindu, and so pork-of-crispy-skin isn’t quite as out-of-place as I you might initially think it to be.
very good, concise buffet spread at the new parkroyal on pickering. so I’ve told you a bit about this place and how pretty it is in my last post – and now let’s talk about the eatin’.
I feel the need to insert a caveat here – I enjoyed this spread because it had precisely the sort of thing I like to eat, but if you come here expecting the massive sort of round-the-world line-up the shangri-la provides, then you might be a tad disappointed. I don’t personally go in for large spreads – I once filled up on popiah (a cheap local dish of braised radish) at another buffet to the desperation of my partner – and I appreciate quality over quantity.
for part 2 of this post (with photos of the food!) – here’s it!
really good international-asianish buffet at the spanking-new parkroyal at pickering. it’s managed to bring some modern cool to this area – which despite growing into a hipster enclave, has kept to kitschy old-means-retro, rather than a modern aesthetique. this post also marks my first post back in singapore, and boy am I excited about that – I have an incredible backlog of posts and so ready to share.
so, the short: one of the better buffets, a small but good spread (might be subjective), and a lovely, gorgeous space with great service and no issues you’d associate with new establishments. this first post on the place is more space-descriptive – the eating comes in the next one here!
surprisingly, unexpectedly decent buffet spread at the ground floor cafe at the marriott. there isn’t much else to say about buffets (this is how blog posts always start before an astounding number of words follow) apart from the fact that it’s a manifestation of how greedy singaporeans can be (and are). there are people who try and strategise their day’s eating so as to make the most out of a single meal – I try rather to treat this as a sort of serve-yourself degustation menu. it’s far too easy to go overboard and hate yourself after the meal.