Coffee Tea and Me is a tiny cafe that you can completely miss even if you know exactly where it is. It just blends into its surroundings so well. It’s like trying to spot me in an engineering lecture hall when you only have a vague idea as to what I actually look like. Continue reading
It’s like any dinner party that has the host saying iFat will not be attending (I’m bad at dinner parties because I insist on taking photos of everything and making every non-food blogger wanting to stab me with chopsticks). Continue reading
I was talking to a buddy of mine a while ago about the weirdest couple names she’s ever heard of/used herself. She didn’t say anything too outlandish (wax candle was my favourite; who calls their significant other: ‘wax candle?). She then asked me the same question and I was stumped. Except for some weird lapses … Continue reading
The soup encased in the dumplings was piping hot, tasty and resulted in the four of us drinking from our bowls like James Franco drinking water after being rescued in 127 Hours. Continue reading
Thanks to the kind folk over at Chi & Co, I have a $50 voucher to give away to one lucky reader. In order to win, simply come up with the best Vietnamese food pun you can and the voucher is yours. Make sure it’s original or I’ll put you on blast pho real. Continue reading
I came here with one of my vegetarian friends and she was incredibly excited. She was behaving the same way I would if I was granted backstage access to a Victoria’s Secret fashion show. She was just happy that she could select anything on the menu and not restricted to a section tinier than Jabba the Hutt’s list of dietary restrictions. Continue reading
I’ve done a lot of stupid things over the years.
A lot of them are because I’m an idiot. Continue reading
My mind was fantasising about dates involving serenading, dancing and pignics with this slice of pork.
I have weird thoughts. Continue reading
I’ve been dreaming about pho the past two nights. Continue reading
Thang of Noodlies realised that he couldn’t comprehensively cover an entire suburb’s delicious offerings by himself. Though he’s never told me himself, I’m sure he was inspired by Marvel’s Avengers and knew he needed to assemble a food blogging all star team to help him out. Continue reading
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