Two other eating events, or to be more accurate 3 other eating events, in December stuck in my memory, although there are pix for only two of them.
The first was not so much the food or the event itself, altho both were off the beaten track enough to qualify as memorable in my calendar.
It was Dec 20 and Acres (Animal Concerns Research and Education Society) was holding a fund raising dinner. Modest by any standard. $25 per head, cash payment only, with half the proceeds going to the restaurant owner and the other half to Aces which was founded by an idealistic young man named Louis Ng.
The event was held at Living Greens in Beach Road, opppsite the Concourse, a cafe which sells organic vegetarian food without MSG. Tho Betty Khoo, author of Cancer Cured Naturally, and prime mover in the event, raved over the food, “Singapore’s best organic cook etc”, I thought it ho-hum OK but nothing to lose saliva over.
no saliva lost
What was noteworthy was that my friend TC received a call during the meal and she became quite teary in the process. It transpired her “old maid” (as in old servant, not spinster) had just passed away unexpectedly at Tan Tock Seng Hospital, after collapsing with a brain aneurism while visiting a sister at the same hospital!
Because I didn’t know the deceased I was curious but not upset and proceeded to talk about my recent experience at TTSH where my mother had been hospitalised twice in July, the expensive food at the hospital foodcourt and so on..
Little did I realise that I would be visiting the hospital several times in the coming week, because even as we chatted, a member of my extended family had been hit with bleeding in the brain, would be warded in the same ICU where the old maid was warded and within days would go down the road that TC’s old servant went.
Such is the irony of life and its unexpected turns….
Ignorance is bliss as they say, so I blissfully tackled lunch with J at our 2nd annual turkey hunt, ie eat a real roasted turkey with tradiitonal trimmings. In 2007, she sourced the Ritz Carlton’s Greenhouse and we ate a really terrible pre-X’mas lunch. Mainly because the turkey main that we were supposed to get wasn’t the one on display but white meat carved from the kitchen from who-knows-what-bird.
This year she left the sourcing to me and between a $55+++ buffet lunch at the Four Seasons which included a real roasted turkey and a $35 4-course turkey set lunch at the Tanglin Club, she opted and I concurred to eat at the club.
Big mistake because the turkey wasn’t the traditional turkey. Just de-boned meat rolled up and then sliced, much like a sausage. The Brussels sprouts were half cooked and the rest was nothing to write home about.
If that meal left me with a stuck in the gut feeling, worse was to come when I got home and got the news of what happened to a member of the extended family. In TTSH. ICU. Bleeding in brain. Just operated on.
But I’m pragmatic. No point me rushing to the hospital like other members of the extended family. Altho I didn’t knthere was little time left, I slipped in several visits be4 the end came.
I also had an appointment. L was hosting a dinner for an “odd” couple (French n Cambodian is but one aspect of their oddness) who came to spend X’mas in Singapore. She met them on the trip to Yunnan organised by R.
Venue: Palm Beach @ One Fullerton. Menu: Starter Platter, one gigantic Sri Lankan chilli crab, masses of steamed drunken prawns, brocolli and scallop, cruitters stuffed with chopped squid, deep fried buns, rice etc Drinks: Singapore Sling, beer and wine.
platter with bamboo clam as highlite
Portions were quite large and even tho the five of us were hungry, we didn’t finish everything, in particular the crab and the prawns, so these were tar-pau for the visitors, who were R’s house guests, for breakfast.
prawns galore clawed back for brekkers
thick with meat also for brekkers
L dishing out the scallops