One of my bosses does regular rounds on the floors and one of his favourite questions is – What have you sold today?
Then I realised –
My soul.
One of my bosses does regular rounds on the floors and one of his favourite questions is – What have you sold today?
Then I realised –
My soul.
The sounds, smells and atmosphere at one of Singapore’s best night food markets is unbeatable. As soon you enter you will be approached by various food hawkers proffering their wares. The selection is second to none and since it was recently renovated it has become a little more upmarket – I miss the old more gritty feel – it seemed more authentic. Nonetheless, a definite – die, die, must try – there is something for everyone.
Make sure you get the stretch tea, but ask the purveyor before you take pictures – common courtesy.
We had a group of about 10, so no, I am not a glutton – 😉 Go with a large group and try as much as you can! Afterwards some nice cool juicy fruit or an ice kachang do not go astray.
Naturally, we were served by the ubiquitous Tiger Beer ladies and also enjoyed the cold fresh lime juice.
These pics were taken on a recent family/friends trip to Singapore. Love that city and love the Raffles hotel.The cocktail list from 4 years ago was better though. If you have the time visit the Long Bar, where, according to legend the last tiger in Singapore was shot and the Writer’s Bar, where they have a sublime selection of scotches.
Slick with moonsweat I stumbled into the abode of the Unspoken. Layers of hopping webs obscured my view, only being able to guess at shapes and tumbles in twill light. None of any foes showed through, leaving me besweated and shaking. The sounds and aromas of the Walpurg night floated richly in the air. Not all was lost, time was still an ally.