The hotel restaurant hyped up their customized and relatively expensive hamburgers so I gave them a pass until one day last week when I thought I’d give them a try.
I didn’t know what molletes were until I googled it later. They are muffins, in case you didn’t know.
Three muffins were served with chopped chorizo and cheese. Not only was the chorizo spicy, but the pico de gallo was spicy-even for me.
It was tasty, but a massive breakfast. I had a day of walking and tourist-related activities ahead of me do I didn’t finish.
The first time I had this dish was in Singapore. I liked it. Now that I’ve had it at the International House of Pancakes, I can say that that I’ve had it done properly. It’s not healthy, but it’s not bad. My issue with this dish is that one is eating mouthfuls of same-tasting food. I think I’d prefer a smaller portion as an appetizer or a dessert rather than a huge platter of it.
The waffles were decent, but I guess I should have had the pancakes because they are the P in IHOP.
Near my brother’s apartment in Hollywood is this coffeeshop.
Ham, chedddar and a fried egg is okay, but they could have dressed it up with arugula or a mesclun mix. A salt or a garlic bagel would have been much better too.
The Stumptown Cold Brew coffee was fleek, as they say. I really liked it.
This was a few weeks ago back in Singapore at Providore, a café in the Mandarin Gallery.
I liked the flavor of the eggs baked with the sausages in the sauce, which was somewhat soupy. Strangely, I was served only two small pieces of bread. I had to order more.
The blood orange and cardamom soda was DIY. That’s bullshit.
I would not recommend this overpriced place.
Last Saturday I had breakfast at Black Seed in Bugis Junction.
Although the noodles were instant, the broth was fresh. The bowl was garnished with scallions and fried shallots. I love those 63 degree eggs, so I ordered one of those. It was a good breakfast. I really liked this place, which serves more refined versions of local dishes.
Even though my girlfriend was here in Singapore, I had to work half of the week. Oh, the humanity!
We went to Nam Nam for lunch on Monday, so we wanted to eat somewhere else on Tuesday.
Artea-stique is a bistro where people can drink expensive tea, paint pictures and eat small portions.
The flavor was fine, as was the hollandaise sauce, but it barely put a dent in my appetite.
The menu is huge. I wasn’t impressed.