Wednesday, October 29, 2008



This has got to be one of my favourite makan place. Lots of heritage, lots of good food.

If you come here at night, you'll see that this is also a popular supper place for gays who gets hungry after their late night partying in the nearby clubs.



Nope, no Brad Pitt here. Just a couple of arm pits.



I was a little disappointed that my fave Hokkien Mee store has moved, and the chicken rice store will not be opened till lunch time.

Have to make do with fish ball noodles, not that I really mind.



Eliss preferred fried fish bee hoon soup, which is really popular with other ladies. I reckon this dish will make a killing in Sydney.



We shared a packet of nasi lemak, wrapped in banana leaves. For some reasons, I prefer this pre packed kind to the "economical rice" kind. I feel that this taste more authentic.

My Dad used to buy a few packets of this as a kid when he goes fishing with his brothers. It used to cost him $0.20 then, and cost me $2 now. Still a steal!



Ice cold kopi-c and teh-c to wash down all the spicy stuff.



What's the point of having a speakers' corner to voice your opinions, but you have to apply a license to do so.

Might as well shut up and go to sleep, like that guy there.



Clarke Quay has changed quite a lot since last year. This is our first time to Central and it is full of Japanese stuff.

Those well heeled Japanese living at River Valley area must be so happy to have another haunt besides Liang Court.



Bumped into Denis, outside a restaurant which we were about to go for lunch. He told me he just left me a message on Facebook on when we could meet up, which I've not seen yet.

Looks like he got his answer.







Plenty of good food and friends to share with at Waraku.



After lunch, Lisa kindly picked us up and brought us to Qian Hu at Choa Chu Kang for a special fish spa.

I read from this newspaper article that talked about people queuing up, willingly letting the fish bite us back. Groups of small toothless Garra rufa nibble away their dead skin off their feet.

As many as 20 fish spas have sprung up in Singapore where people go to submerge their hands and feet in a "fish bath" for some pedicure.

The fish spa idea originated in the Kangal hot springs in Turkey, where it is said that a shepherd discovered in 1917 the therapeutic effects of having skin nibbled on by doctor fish.

Here is the survival guide if you are visiting the fish spa for the first time.



Pay up and get the towels to wipe your feet.



Wash your feet.



Be prepared to be tickled very badly!



It felt really weird to have little mouths nibbling away.





Look at the size of the fish! This is not for the faint hearted. I will not recommend you to try this on your first day. Unless you are not afraid of the fish taking in your toe toe into its mouth and suck on it.

Earlier this month, Texas and Washington banned fish spas, citing the risk of infections, claiming that there was no way to be sure that either the fish or the tanks were sanitary.

Well, this has not happened for Singapore yet, so better go before they get closed down.



We went to Raffles City to have dinner with some ex cell members from CHC.

Shokudo is a new Marche concept Japanese restaurant with chefs manning live kitchens.





There were many things to choose from, some not so commonly found in the local restaurant scene.



Like to BBQ squid that I ordered. Tasted better than it looks.



The ramen was a letdown. Ajisen can beat this anytime.



Classical katsu curry, can't go wrong with that.



Japanese dessert with a local twist.



Hey Cat, thanks for organising this dinner. It was great catching up with you guys.

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