But sometimes, I do things that surprise even myself.
I had a brunch date with an old reunited-by-Facebook friend Jesse and she asked to meet at a comfortable place so that we could do some serious catching up. I suggested Wild Honey (http://www.wildhoney.com.sg) as it was well, comfortable and chances are we wouldn’t have to queue on a Tuesday morning. Well, we didn’t but boy was that place buzzing on a weekday morning. Who ever thought breakfast would be such a cash cow?
I had the very exotic-sounding Tunisian, a warm-your-belly tomato stew that was thinly disguised as a dunk pool for the soft, thick-sliced brioche. I loved the chorizo slices and baked eggs, and how it was quite spicy though not habenaro-ly so. How amazing is that? Breakfast stew might not be the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning but it could very well be the last thing I think about when I go to sleep.
Jesse made it through half her Canadian (pancakes and bacon) before calling it quits. As the wise saying goes, a friend in need in a friend in deed, so I