Saturday Evening Around Clark Quay

My wife had an appointment for a property viewing in the late afternoon and suggested that we meet at Clark Quay, since I wanted to try out the famous Chocolate Factory at Robertson Walk. Central seems like a new venue for the weekend crowd to go for some food. I walked out of the Clark Quay MRT, into the basement of Central, and was assaulted by all sorts of delicious fragrance from the many restaurants and eateries there. Nevertheless, my wife wanted to have some Japanese food at Tempopo, which is located in Liang Court – one of those places in Singapore that seems like a favourite for the Japanese. As we walked along Clark Quay, I could not help but join in the tourists, taking a picture of Riverside Point in the sunset. No tripod with me, so I propped my elbows against the metal railings of the bridge and took a couple of shots.

Dinner was excellent. There was a queue when we arrived and we were assigned my lucky number 9. We walked around, tasting the free samples of Japanese titbits, returned to the queue and was soon ushered to our table. I had Chirashi, which is a dish with sashimi stacked on top of rice in a bowl. My wife chose a bowl of ramen, which has pork in it. She poured in a healthy dose of chilli in it, and the soup turned red. Personally I don’t like chilli in my food, because it covers the original taste. Total damage to my bank account was about S$38 *sob*. Delicious meal nonetheless, and I will recommend this restaurant to my friends if they are around the area.

Dessert was next and we had a short romantic walk to Robertson Walk, in search of the Chocolate Factory. Nicely nestled among the restaurants, the place was chic and crowded. Luckily, there was a table available for us. We ordered an Ice Tea, a passion fruit scoffle, a classic hot chocolate (for old-fashioned moi of course) and the highly recommended chocolate tart. Apparently, the scoffles are only prepared when you place an order, and it takes about 30 minutes to be ready. While the desserts are delicious and are a real treat for your tastebuds, the bad points about this place is that they do not serve water, do not allow the use of cameras and the boss looks kind of unfriendly or unhappy (I don’t know which). I suppose it’s all in the interest of business to keep the customers moving as quickly as they can. Damage to my bank account was about S$32 after a 10% discount on HSBC cards.

Somewhere along the way home, there was this sign put up by the organisers of the Milkrun. It was hanging on a railing near an underpass, beside the river. I leave it to you to spot the interesting message *gasp* which will make any English teacher shake their fingers and make the *tsk tsk tsk* sound.