We had the usual staples. I was still reeling from a (horrid) heavy lunch with Mei Shean so I was really dragging my feet here. Luckily Fat Tulip was in the house and he's very good at polishing up remnants.
Stir fried tofu and leek. My position on leek remains, i.e. do not understand it, did not touch it.
Hainanese chicken chop. Grease, chicken and spuds... what's to complain?
Curry pomfret. To be honest, we've been over-doing the curry fish of late. I am divided on this -I'm not a fan of the use of pomfret in curry but I can' fault the classic-ness of this dish.
Assam Prawns. Lovely, juicy, flawless. Still, if I had to pick, I would go for Hot Wok's.
Cabbage soup with fishballs and meatballs. Really nondescript. It tastes of nothing but boiled cabbages. Which is not a good thing in my books.
Nice enough meal, and yes we'll be back but in the mean time, a break from visiting the old, old haunts would be nice, eh?