At Long Last

Finally. After weeks of hunting high and low for the elusive shaved ice stall in Chinatown. Hooray for Dad and his trademark spontaneous food trips!

I was mistaken in thinking that Mum would order the durian shaved ice. 'Durian should only be eaten as it is, from the shell.' The mango ice was sweet and dense, such that the fresh mango cubes actually tasted sour in comparison. But they formed a perfect harmony of sweet and sour when eaten together.

I had the green tea shaved ice, which was very cool and refreshing and went delightfully well with the fresh red beans. Real red beans! You could actually seperate them bean by bean from the lump, instead of those dark purple paste with broken skins that you find in those run-of-the-mill dessert stalls. My only gripe was that the thick green tea bitterness did not permeate the entire mount of shaved ice, leaving the insides only about half as tasty as the outer crusts.


Dad and Jie went for hot desserts. The walnut paste was very smooth.

We tasted really good steamed milk and egg puddings during our family holiday to Hong Kong. Jie ordered the steamed egg custard with ginger, but it wasn't as smooth as those in Hong Kong. Jie only finished half the bowl.

Chinatown is such a haven for good food!