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Vanilla Almond Biscotti
I'm madly in love with baking.
Like a girl with virtuous appearance, charismatic attraction, sensual appeal, yet an alluring naughty touch.
this is one gorgeous babe.
Lunch at Hibiki began on many quality notes. From the satisfyingly soft, fat-lined Salmon sashimi trio arranged over freshly crushed ice (hear the sound of the ice-grinding machine!) .. to the multiple components of my carefully-chosen set meal. Dum dee dum.
Cubicles of dainty assortment made up my partner's Set Ichi ($24)- takosu, prawn mayo, salmon hand maki, hijiki, kinpira renkon, ika miso, chicken roll, mochi, siro hana mame, sumi udon. Smiles for the variety, boo to the passable staging. Nothing more than the decadent mayo-coated prawns and its marine relatives scored.
My Set Go ($30)- salmon carpaccio, cheese chawanmushi, grilled chicken misoyaki, seafood nasu dengaku, asari soup, rice- deserved more positive valuation, credits to particular highlights. Heading first, a Salmon carpaccio that set my expectations floating upwards.
seafood nasu dengaku
Grease-intolerants should take caution of the Seafood nasu dengaku, a block of deepfried eggplant bathed in cloudy bean sauce. Stop at the shrimp if you wish to avert a tummy disaster. Or wash it off with the limpid Asari soup.
That gorgeous babe. again.
The ultimately smooth, silky steamed egg custard topped off with sinful cheese shards = miss cheese chawanmushi at its finest. Amazingly beats any tauhuay legend.. including mr rochor-pretentious!
grilled chicken misoyaki
Nothing to rave. Grilled Chicken Misoyaki was merely an average seared chicken thigh piece lifted by an optimisstic miso lotion.
*mind floats back to the chawanmushi.
Grey and jelly, Sumi udon is free from clumps nor unfavourable starchyness. A cup of dipping sauce and its on par with soba done with care.
gohan with a wooden lid!
We couldn't resist it.
Gorgeous babe no.2!
Our patience was tested as we waited a torturing 20 minutes for another round of savoury custard. The non-cheese version, adeptedly prepared ala-order, was still no doubt steaming with fascinating brunts. Loved.
carrot pudding ($6)
I did not surrender before desserts. Thank goodness for my exceptional stomach capacity. Beta Carotene comes into full play with Hibiki's atypical Carrot Pudding, packed with aplenty of cooked carrot nibbles in creamy surroundings. Think (healthier) panna cotta, japanese style.
Chefs are japanese, kimono-clad waitresses trained in their nippon language.
Now im clear about heaven & hell.
and here i meant Sakae Sushi.
And i can't live without my carbs: fave breads from Cedele Depot~ Wholemeal Linseed for today, two superly thick slices at just a dollar. Toasted, crusted with a coffee powder-resembling aftertaste.. and hundreds of linseed dotties (:
Keeping the vectors in sight...
Having cleared the savouries,i entangled in a self-battle with desserts.
How NOT an apt time for fancy cake enjoyment. But how a good time for some sugar to aid in stress-comforting. Well i eventually succumbed to the sweets anyways. When do i ever resist desserts lol.
Picked the healthiest-sounding Blueberry Maple Cake ($6), in hope to
deceitfully excuse myself from some guilt. Then observing Dad eye the three-tier slice with skepticality, i voiced my only sentence for the night before he began to tuck into his rightful half.
DRY. The block instantly disintegrated into tiny crumbs with just a prick, its wholegrain components looking like an epidemic-infected patient suffering from dehydration. Only saving grace: layers of maple frosting with an uncanny resemblence to caramel popcorn! Mmmmmmm..
oh yes, and the healthy compromise of Cedele's bakes.
Thats what keeps me & dad returning~
Fast and unglam was how i ate.
And it so wasn't a nice sight.
i should be abstaining from blogging right now... BACK TO THE BOOKS!!
Note: Have it here. I've had takeaways that weren't as justifying.
Personal thought: the in-house baker was something.
i experienced the pantry magic too.
Spending a liabilities-free afternoon on chic nosh is utmost delight. I can only recall everything nice of my virgin visit to posh Palais Renaissance.
Then came along the invariable notions of a tai-tai.
Tai-tai. a privileged lady of means. married and jobless. bounds of leisure time and money. decked in brands. obsessive beauty upkeep. mingles only in reputable social circles. feeds on posh nosh and gossip-exchange.
You see them at Marmalade.
Never judge a book by its cover.