I have no idea how this hawker centre is always so hot, but I think the design somehow, makes it retain heat. Or maybe the lack of fans. I don’t know. And one thing I can’t bear is sweating. So come here in the evenings instead. Unless you come from a country where it’s cold and actually like to sweat (without moving) for a change.
But yeah it’s quite nice to walk by the beach after a meal. Always nice to view the sea and the ships on the horizon. Sailboats too.
I am such a lousy food blogger – because I’m not. Didn’t get the name of the satay stall but the chicken satay we ordered was really good – no fat. I hate globs of fat in my satay. Not raving about the gravy because I’ve had better. It was ok though. There are several satay stalls here and I chose to order from this particular friendly guy in a red polo shirt, because he was calling out “Want Satay?” as I was walking by. But now googling reveals that bloggers rave about Haron Satay, so I should try that next time.
Also tried white carrot cake (Lagoon Carrot Cake) and it was not bad. I always look out for the accolades pasted at the stall and this one has some good reviews in the media.
B had duck rice. He was pleased with himself when I told him later that a super long queue at formed at the stall. Well that either means it’s pretty good or people tend to join in when there’s a long queue. He did like his meal though.
Always disappointing to get my tea in a disposable cup. Just doesn’t taste as good and those things tend to fly away or topple in the breeze. You always need to hold on. Yeah, the tea wasn’t that great either. Whenever I feel I can make better tea (me being howlian – singlish for boastful), I would say it’s not too great.