The anticipation was apparent.
The stage was set.
A melange of red and psychedelia……
Revealed in its entirety.
We were only two, but feasted for five.
We’re satisfied now, he and I.
Our first yee sang for 2008.
Take a deep breath. Chinese New Year is nigh.
Woo Lan
19, Jalan Scott,
Brickfields, 50470 KL.
Tel: 03-2274-8368
Opening hours: 11.30am – 3.00pm & 5.30pm – 10.00pm
Ask and ye shall receive. Biblically proven and then some. I blogged about my favourite author, and lo and behold, he appeared before me, a vision in white, thanks to the kindness of a dear friend who initiated this meeting. We ate, we talked, we laughed, and at the end of the two hour lunch, I have nothing to show but this:
Sang har meen at WIP Bangsar.
No autograph.
No photograph with the famous author.
Nada.
Just a picture of my lunch.
Somebody shoot me.
Well, not all meetings turn out that disastrous. Some meetings with famous celebrities are almost non-events for me. Take for instance my breakfast meeting with the Hot Sweaty Stud (not the original HSS). We both looked scruffy, but at 9 o’clock on a Saturday morning, who could blame us? At least I brushed my teeth.
Kaya toast. A simple Malaysian breakfast. Lightly toasted and oozing with that sweet nectar of chickens. But can one truly be satisfied with two slices of bread? On any day, but not on a Saturday morning, thank you. One needs to re-energise on weekends. Leave the salads to the goats. Bring out the hearty mutton varuvel and curry mee with lots of bloody cockles and all the foods that kill this 21st century. Show me a Malaysian who diets on a weekend, and I’ll show you skinny swine.
After all the anticipation, the nasi lemak felt like a fake orgasm. Sure the sambal was good. They even threw in a whole fish, and I’m not talking about anchovies. Yes, the humble fish has been liberated. Next, you’ll be seeing blue nasi dagang. The sambal was nice, but the rice was definitely undercooked and still had traces of santan on its surface. Perhaps we were too early? I knew I should have caught an extra 40, or 2,567 winks.
I was very pleased with the service. The waiters were extremely attentive, and they were always smiling. Cafe 888 is a nice place to hang out on a Saturday morning with someone who doesn’t iron his clothes, just like you.
Kafe 888 Coffee & Tea
1-1, Jalan PJU 5/10, Dataran Sunway, 47810 PJ.
Tel: 03-61416560
Operating hours: Monday – Thursday (8am to 1am), Friday – Sunday (8am to 2am)
I love mid-week holidays! It’s such a wonderful feeling to be able to wake up late, watch a couple of movies on TV, have a late brunch and enjoy an afternoon siesta.
Boo, Pea and I took the opportunity to meet up this evening for dinner, and despite eating crabs, we were still feeling a little peckish. Of course, our diligent reading of other food blogs paid off, and we recalled SC’s post on a desserts place in the vicinity. Everyone piled into the 4-wheel drive (which was an excellent idea as some stretches were flooded and resembled the muddy murky waters of the Klang river) and made our way to Dessert’s Bar at Casa Tropicana.
Now, I can’t for the life of me figure out why it’s called Dessert’s Bar and not Desserts Bar. It’s been gnawing away at me and I just can’t let it go. (A legacy from my Form 2 English teacher, God bless her soul.) Putting that aside (very reluctantly, of course), I like their tagline: Happiness. Naturally. Aah. A desserts bar after my own heart and a tagline so apt for my theme for the week: Happiness. Wheee (that’s me doing a bunny leap).
So what’s their forte, you ask? Healthy desserts, and they don’t use commercially made ice cream. Everything’s their own. I wouldn’t quite call it home made, having found out that there are three outlets altogether, but it’s certainly theirs. There’s a bit of east meets west in their concoctions. The first picture you see up there is a Tofu Margarita (RM10). Yes, I know some of you are going ewwww….tofu! But seriously, tofu’s good for your health. Trying to keep a straight face. Bah. Can’t do it. Whatever happened to sinful desserts? Healthy desserts is like eating lalang and going Mmmmmm….this tastes just like Mint! Only goats and aliens do that. Now where was I? The tofu Margarita is bloody gorgeous. It’s made of tofu, with a healthy dose of fresh fruits, azuki beans and black sesame ice cream. The tofu was pretty much tasteless, which defeated the idea of eating it, but I did think the black sesame ice cream was quite nice.
The Pannatini (RM15) was a whole lot better. A soy pannacota covered with strawberries and strawberry compote. I didn’t quite taste the soy in this dessert, though. I had my spoon in this most of the time. Absolutely delicious!
There is also a selection of crepes to choose from. We chose the Rum & Raisin Banana Crepe (RM8) which came with a healthy serving of caramelized bananas and raisins in a lovely sweet syrup.
A single scoop of ice cream costs RM6, but a double scoop costs RM8. Great marketing gimmick. Looking at the picture, it shows how kiasu we are. Aah. All in the name of food blogging, my dear. Greedy? Not us. The chocolate raspberry ice cream was delightful; the pistachio ice cream was an acquired taste. The texture of the ice cream was nice and creamy and the ice cream wasn’t too sweet.
If you’re in the mood for some happiness in the middle of the night, fret not. Dessert’s Bar stays open till 11.00pm.
Damn. I’m going to be haunted by the nightmare of the apostrophes tonight.
Dessert’s Bar
B-0-12, Block B, Casa Tropicana
No. 5, Jalan Persiaran Tropicana
47410 PJ
Tel: 03-78850227
Other outlets are at Subang Parade and Mont Kiara. Soon to open in SohoKL, Plaza Damas and Menara Hap Seng.
Website HERE.
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