Mao Shan Wang - The Butter Durian!

I have to admit, much as I am not a durian lover, I do like to think that I am a self-styled Durian connoiseur. Basically, that means that I am a damn fussy durian eater who refuses to eat anything that I personally deem as below my threshold of interest.

On a whim, Hubby decided to patronise the very brightly neon signed store which calls itself the "Four Seasons Durian Cafe". I haven't regretted it. Yes, we paid like $20 per kilo for one single 2kg Mao Shan Wang durian, but boy was it good!

Dry to the touch, moist and creamy to the palate, thick fleshy and a vivid yellow, my gawd... it's simply fantastic.. For something as fantastic (and expensive!) as this, 1 durian is more than enough...

Sad to say though, I shortly developed an allergy for this fella... started getting itchy with small bumps here and there... the rash faded rather quickly.. but yups.. it's just a holy sign from above... I have sinned!!!

Colors of wine...

Different companies call it all a diofferent name..
A luxury car company calls it Black Magenta Onyx... a luxury bag brand calls it Amarante...

Ah.. that deep wine, blackcurrent colour... black on the surface but with the depth and gleam of wine, plum and maroon red...

I call it Gorgeous...

The unattainable always seems more palatable

Sigh... why is it that things always seem more exciting when they are out of reach?!

My LV Alma MM in Amarante Vernis.... too farking expensive to buy.. that kind of price I can buy 4 Coach bags or 2 other LVs... but yet.. I LIKE!! I LIKE VERY MUCH......

*depressed*

A very stubborn Char Siew Pau uncle

Ya know? I've never truly appreciated the art of the Char Siew Pau uncle downstairs at Blk 1 until today.

Before the visit to the Bird Park, Hubby and I went to Blk 1 to buy our usual Char Siew Pau fixes... to our surprise, there were none! The steamer was completely empty! Devoid of the usual plump, white paus filled with delicious, succulent, red marinated meat known as Char Siew.

The lady in front of me was carrying a kid, an adorable little boy who seemed t have as big a fixation of the uncle's char siew paus as I. When his mom ordered one and the uncle's reply was "today , don't have..." you should have seen the crestfallen look on his face.

He was brave, that boy, I give it to him. He didn't cry, he didn't make a scene nor throw a tantrum, he just looked really really sad and disappointed.

I guess the uncle gave in, because the uncle kept repeating, "today's paus turned out very bad. they've all got holes in them, too ugly.. cannot sell..." and gave the little boy one for free. I told the uncle I also wanted one, but uncle said, "sorry no more. dunno what's wrong with his paus today but they all turned out terrible, so no char siew paus... that was the last one."

Dunno real or fake, but the uncle.. i have to hand it to him.. he's very stubborn and strict on his QC.. I guess that's why his paus are always perfefct.. plump, moist, white, soft, deliciously stuffed with savory char siew in char siew sauce... hmmmmm!!!