27 April 2009

Wiser by a year

What better time to party than a birthday. Since I've just come out of the celebrations, let me tell you all the action while it's still fresh in my mind:

The first night of party started on Thursday. Dips, my cousin, transited in Singapore on his way to Philippines. I started the evening by taking him first to Tapas Tree, Clarke Quay. I looove the menu in Tapas Tree; their portions are thankfully medium sized; neither huge nor skimpy. It was a lovely balmy night, we found a table by the river, and proceeded to order the house down. We feasted on the following items, washing it all down with White Wine Sangria.


After all that food, we wandered out for a walk to recon what else was happening that particular night in Clarke Quay. We found a Belvedere launch party at the Arena, with live music. This seemed like as good a place as any and we wandered in to listen more. The Belvedere guys fixed us with a more-than-generous splash of Belvedere Vodka and Lime drinks. We hung around watching the performance, sipping the cold cold drinks in the sultry heat. We lasted there till the performer was on stage and the drinks were drowned.

After which, I had to get Dips an original Singapore Sling. Where else but Raffles? Next stop Long Bar, Raffles Hotel, South Beach Road, where we ordered the mandatory drink and behaved in the mandatory manner, i.e. we slung back our Slings, ate peanuts, dutifully threw the shells on the ground (mandatory!). We also threw a few at each other for good measure, just in case someone mistook us for mature individuals. 

(We sat at the table closest to you in the photo. 
The drink on the right is the Singapore Sling)
Once we settled down after a few sips of the potent brew and our peanut throwing competition, we could hear some lovely notes wafting from somewhere overhead. Looking up we saw the cutest ornamental fan system (see photo), after which we realised the music was one floor above us. So we carried ourselves and our slings up a spiral staircase (like the sling is not enough) seeking the music. There we found an adorable old fashioned band, with amazing vocalists and an even more amazing saxophone player! We sat there sipping and applauding till the band wound up - all too soon.

The next logical stop from Long Bar has to be Chijmes! (For non Singaporeans, it's across the street). Since we didn't quite get our fill of live music at Long Bar, I decided Insomnia would be just the thing. Cjhimes is a beautifully (restored?) monastery which now holds bars, cafe, restaurants, spa, shops and night clubs. Insomnia has an amazing band, that belts out hits after hits! I cannot imagine how they have the energy to do this, and what state they are reducing their vocal cords to, but hats off to them for keeping us all dancing! We quickly got into the groove and continued dancing after the band stopped and the DJ came on. We'd have gone on till morning except we both thought Dips should get at least 40 winks before his morning flight. Thus ended the first installment of my b'day celebration.

The second installment was much tamer. Friday evening, I went to Takashimaya for the Bags and Shoes exhibition at Takashimaya, bought myself my favorite Royce Nama Bitter Chocolates, and did some window shopping. Then it was Chopper Chimney in Little India for dinner. It was supposed to be the wonderful Andhra restaurant Shankrati upstairs but they were full and I was famished. Dinner was very Comme ci, comme ça but the paan we had outside Anand Bhavan was lovely.

The third installment was on Saturday: Lunch with Pari and her parents at Shakuntala. Yummy! 
  • sapaad 
  • prawn masala
  • mutton pepper fry
  • spiced buttermilk 
  • chicken biryani 
4 hours of spa treatment later I was ready to face my b'day Saturday night. Met Laksh at Renn Thai, Clarke Quay, for dinner. She got me bed linen in bright orange as my b'day gift. We worked our way through: 
  • Chicken with Cashewnuts and Dry Red Chilies (very similar to the Indian version of dry Kung Pao Chicken)
  • Chicken with Peppercorns and Basil
  • Thai Green Curry with Chicken and Vegetables
  • King River Prawns
Then it was yello jello retobar with Monu and Mukund. Nice band with lots of 60s, 70's and 80's music. Monu gave me Turkish headband and top as b'day gifts. We were joined by Sumit and Cee (my bro-in-law, remember?). Mukund got us a bottle of bubbly, Cee got us a cake, and the band played Happy Birthday! Awwww! What more can a girl ask for? I was happy as happy can be. And then of course, they made me drink a Flaming Lamborghini which spun my head sideways.


Lots of alco, dancing, and one street brawl (moi an innocent bystander) later we decided to go to OT, a rather risqué establishment, which someone mentioned during the evening, and I got a bee in my bonnet about visiting. We went with a hundred safety instructions drummed into our heads by Mukund, but thankfully found the place less scary than what we had anticipated (or maybe our ignorance was our bliss). So hung out there for a while, observing the women, the lady-boys, the clientele, and even managed to shake a leg or two. Afterwards we moved to Mukunds favorite haunt Krrish. After another drink and a few dances to Hindi songs I made my weary but very satisfied and happy way back home. 

The final chapter of my b'day was on Sunday. Met Cee for lunch @ Al Qasr in Holland Village. It took the better part of 2 pots of tea and a mezze platter for us to open our eyes after the excesses of last night. The mezze platter consisted of:
This we followed up with Mutton Shewarma and Lamb Chops. We were as stuffed as 2 Boa having eaten 2 elephants. The weather had turned lovely with a cooling downpour and we slithered and slipped in the rain to reach Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf where we settled ourselves with tea and expresso to digest the elephant.

Dinner was home cooked by a talented colleague, Vegetable Sambar with Rice and Pickle. Followed by Wall's Carte D'Or Chocolate Inspiration Ice Cream and a discussion on Indian politicians. 

Thus ended my 4-part b'day celebration and much much thanks to everyone for making it such a happy and fun-filled one.

07 March 2009

In love with the city

One year ago, exactly on this date, I visited Singapore to collect my Employment Pass to work here. I can't believe it’s been a year already. I can't believe it’s just been a year. This is what Singapore does to me. I feel like I've always lived here, and every once now and then, I am amazed to realize that I am actually here. 1 year yet to be up and I'm still not jaded. Okay, I know, ask me after 5 years, but am guessing my answer will still be the same.

The last time a city made me feel like this (is it love?) was when I moved to Bombay. Bombay was.... tantalizing, alive, more sharply in focus, pulsating, energizing. A city wearing a huge Mona Lisa smile, like it knows so many things you don’t. A teasing, seducing city that was always one step ahead. Ticking to a clock that runs always a little brisker. Where things seemed to happen just a little faster. The city was more alive than anything living (or non) I’d seen and with more personality to boot!

Soon enough my blood started to respond to this pulsating city, my eyes could detect its small, subtle motions just a tad quicker. Life was never slow and ponderous, it was brisk, happening, moving, changing! Oh the exhilaration! I felt like I was in the nerve center of the world! I felt more alive than I’d ever felt before; as if been half alive before I came here. I fell head over heels in love with its heat, beats, energy, pace, whirling, attitude and its totalbindaas-ness.

Its called a city of dreams and rightly so. Of course, the "real" reason is because of "Bollywood" (whoever hates that name, really, you should have done something much earlier, no use crying now ninny!). And it was for me too. (No, I didn't and don't remotely have any thespian aspirations.) It was a city of dreams for me because it felt like everything happened there, like the sun rose and set and decided it course from there. It felt marvellous to know that I lived there! It was (still is mostly) a dream come true place.

On a more pragmatic note, one could go on endlessly about the shopping and eating in the city. What an economic range of eateries and shops it provides - from SST (sasta, sundar aur tikau) to fancy schamsy, you get it all. 

Shopping - Fashion Street, Colaba Causeway, Linking Road, Vama, Colaba Market, Satyams Card Shop, Maker Arcade, Linking Road shops, Benzer, Premsons, Amarsons in Breach Candy, Rustomjee's in Colaba, Cross Words in Pedder Road, and what-was-that-place in Kemps Korner, ... [exausted]

As for food - chat in Kailash Parbat, pani puri in C Road, oh! the most awesome Pav Bhajis EVER from the various Sagar's around town, Yankee Doodle ice cream in Napean Sea Road, the sandwiches in Beach Candy, pizzas from Sunshine Corner(?) in Colaba market, next to the post office, Mongini's, Chetna's, Vada Pavs from G.D. Somani and Nariman Point footpath stalls, home delivery Chinese from a mobile shop on the little road connecting  Prakash Pethe Marg to Nariman point, farsaans during tea time from all Colaba to Santacruz market (and beyond), Bade Miyan's stall, Swati gujrati food in Tardeo, the Goan/Konkani/Manglorean resturants in Fort, Yoko's, Kamat, the losbster masala and paya soup from Khyber, and on and on and on! (Seriously, I’ve not even touched the tip of the iceberg here.)

Readers will excuse my limited coverage of Bombay, I was (still am?) a townie, which, by Bombay lingo, means that I lived in the South Bombay, plus your truly spent only 3 years there, and finally 'cause technically this blog is supposed to be about me in Singapore [wink].

I loved Bombay and now I love Singapore. My stint in Bombay lasted 3 years, and I hope my Singapore stint lasts me longer - or rather may it last as long as I want it to. Cheers!

(Photos belong to others,)

06 February 2009

10 days of Singapore

6.30 AM on X'mas morning saw me taking an MRT to Changi Airport. I reached by 7.30 (yes people, that how long it takes to reach the airport if I take an MRT). D had arrived in Singapore. We behaved typically like 2 girl friends meeting each other after 6 months - we screeched, hugged, and hopped around in joy. We dashed back home (not MRT thank you, one way is more than enough) and D pulled out all the goodies she'd ferried for me from Bangalore. 

I am unashamed to say most of it was food, and from Nagarjuna. Food my loving parents had packed for me on my request (am so shameless). I have to list it people, please! 

~ Chicken Biryani 
~ Chicken Sholay Kebab 
~ Chilly Chicken

Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!  Hapiness! Hapiness! Hapiness! Hapiness! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!  This was the BEST X'mas gift I could get! My BFF (Best Friend Forever) in town and my favorite food! (Pays to be a good girl you know.) Quickly packed the food away in the fridge and D away to bed, where she was out like a light, the poor mite. But not for long, for you see, we had plans. 

It was finally X'mas!!! The day Singapore seemed to be waiting for months! I'd got my gift and now I HAD to spread the cheer! We had places to go and parties to attend! Well 2 parties actually. One @ Pari's place and the other @ my cousin Such's place. They both were as awesome as they were different. While D slept, I shopped and packed our goody bags with champagne, chocolate X'mas logs, flowers, and other X'massy goodies for our hosts. Then, a bleary-eyed D and I were off visiting. 

1st stop Pari's place. It was a lovely Indian family X'mas affair, with her parents, and aunts and uncles. I stuffed myself on awesome Chicken Fry and Mutton Biryani, made by her mom and dad, partook of all the X'massy spirit, chatted and got high laughing. Basically had the time of my life. After all this food and bonhomie, I was ready to crash and D was positively asleep in her chair. But, as they say, no rest for the wicked and we dashed home, freshened up, changed into new plumage and flew off to Such's place. 

Such's and Cee's party was all about new friends. None of their usual suspects were in town, i.e. people I'd met when staying with her, it being X'mas and all that. So I met loads of new friends. We all mingled and chatted and debated and laughed along with large glasses of wine, and even larger selection of food. Happy and buzzed, what more can one want? Getting back to the selection of food, it seriously was a cornucopia of food. There were @ least 20 dishes and all made from scratch! Maaaaan! Why does all this food have to come on the same day? I cannot forgive myself if I don't list them, so humor me. There was:

- fresh feta with crackers 
- home-made hummus with pita 
- fresh olives in olive oil 
- baba ganoush
- potato patties stuffed with mince 
- Moroccon meat balls
- chicken satay
- mousakka
- mushrooms in cream sauce 
- salad
- baguette 
- and more

Languidly the evening wore on and night fell. Before D collapsed on me, I got her back home. We settled down and watched a sweet X'massy (ugh!) Singaporean made movie called Delivering Susie  (one of the guests in Such's party played Santa in that movie)  on TV before we surrendered our stuffed bellied, alcohol soaked, satiated selves to gentle Morpheus. 

Next day we woke up laaate, lazed, went to West Coast Plaza for breakfast, came back home and lazzed. Then D ate the dal pulao I made for her and I ate the biryani which she got for me. Happiness! Contentment! Blisss! Post lunch we set out for Singapore darshan. In the evening we met up with a mutual old friend (we were classmates and colleagues), in Clarke Quay. Three girls out to have fun - as you can imagine we had a rocking time! We took the bum-boat cruise along the Singapore river and wore the night out drinking, dancing and chatting @ Rupee Room, Cuba Libre, and Highlanders. (All pics on Facebook).

The rest of our days followed pretty much the same pattern, i.e. wake up late, laze, eat lunch @ home, and set out in the afternoon for loafing. We covered Orchard Road, Takashimaya, Paragon, Plaza Singapura, Asian Civilization Museum, Boat Quay, Singapore Zoo, Night Safari, Sentosa, Aquarium, Vivo City, Botanical Gardens, Bugis, Arab Quarters, Little India, and of course Chinatown. One morning we managed to wake up early and take the The Time Of Empire walk, which was really nice, and concluded most satisfactorily - us getting drunk as skunks on the Singapore Slings at the Raffles Hotel. N i c e... hic! 

Undoubtedly without a doubt, shopping and eating was done in all the aforementioned places. But maximum time was spent  and fun was had in Chinatown. D loved it and we visited it as many times as we could. New Years was spent, predictably, in Clarke Quay - the countdown in Rupee Room, fireworks, courtesy Singapore government, overhead in the Clarke Quay sky (sort of), and dinner @ IndoChine. All too soon it was time for D to leave; our 10 days had whizzed past us, as time usually does when we are having fun.

D's recommendations:
- Foot massage in Chinatown
- Shopping in Chinatown
- Dresses in Chinatown
- Tops from This Fashion
- Spicy Doritos from any supermarket
- Singapore Sling from Raffles Hotel
- Singapore, for being so clean, convenient, and safe