A filthy case of cheese lust
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Cheryl & Siong's House
We then went to the supermarket in the same shopping centre to buy the ingredients for tomorrows ‘Sunday Roast’ that Cheryl and Siong had planned for us. Just looking around all the aisles we couldn’t believe how expensive even everyday things are, they were selling two apples for seven pounds! It was becoming obvious that most things were out of our price range including the heavenly looking brie when we loitered around the cheese counter. We only bought a few beers for the fridge and a bottle of wine for tomorrow while Siong had two baskets on the go getting sausages, bacon, potatoes, carrots everything! I think his bill came to over one hundred dollars and that was without the chicken and much booze. We took everything home and watched some more episodes of Entourage and waited for Cheryl to get home over a few beers, Anchor of course as it’s quite a bit cheaper than Chang.
When Cheryl got home at 6pm they suggested that we go over to Clarke Quay for a few drinks as they could make the most of being responsible parents for a couple of nights. We got changed and took the MRT over to a hotel that had a restaurant and bar on the top floor offering fantastic panoramic views across the city. We were stopped at the bottom of the lift by a very apologetic lady who told us that there was a dress code and unfortunately Andrew’s shorts and flip flops just wouldn’t cut it (Andrew Edit 0 Well that makes a change even with a full wardrobe I cant get into Mancunia's trendy night spots)
We got a table at a really nice bar on the river and had couple of jugs of beer between us all and took a peak at the snacks menu. We were horrified at the prices but Cheryl and Siong treated us two unemployed wasters to a cheese board and some beef carpaccio that we all shared. To have cheese again was such a treat and I know I’m going to come away from Singapore a few pounds heavier than I arrived. It took Andrew, Cheryl and I back to the days when they lived with us in Manchester and we would get the red wine and cheese board out on many a winter evening with the wood burner roaring away (Andrew Edit - Always the creamy blue eh chezza... always a creamy blue to be honest I felt like crying to taste great blue cheese again, ok so bar family and friends, and chips and gravy, the only thing I miss from home is great cheese with a few bottles of red between us always a sunday treat) . From here we walked around the Quays for a while and across to another area opposite the Fullerton Hotel and Asian Civilisations museum that was full of seafood restaurants with the menu shown off in tanks. Everything was on a huge scale, and I mean huge, crabs, prawns, oysters it was a sea-foodies dream.
We took a table at ‘The Penny Black’ a cute little bar styled like a traditional British pub we bought a pitcher of beer for 30 Dollars that gave us a half a pint each – you have to just go with the flow and accept that everything is just really expensive and not really the place for a couple of unemployed backpackers. We called it a night and got back home and started to watch a film together but all our eyes were dropping so we turned the film off and climbed in to bed. (Andrew edit - I thing it was gone 2am again....).