twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."
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| Sunday, February 08, 2015
◔ 4:06 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s) | ❝ Rome nom? Rome nom. ❞ |
And the last installment of my Italy food photos. Rome is literally the best of both worlds - you get amazing seafood and meat.
Babette
Via Margutta, 1D, 00187
The food here is ok, but not exactly the best. On that note, Via Margutta is an incredibly hipster street that you should have a lil wander down.
Hostaria Costanza
Piazza Paradiso, 63/65, 00186
This place sits "under the remains of the tiers of the Pompeo Theatre, which is also a part of a bigger monumental complex built by Pompeo in the Campo Marzio probably after his triumph of 61 b.c."
Lovely setting, lovely food, and the most amazing service staff.
La Pace del Palato
Via del Teatro Pace, 42
Lovely, homely family restaurant. And the first restaurant that served *gasp* Zabaglione :Q
Roscioli
Via dei Giubbonari, 21
An incredibly busy restaurant that is almost impossible to get reservations at. But worth every effort because the food was probably one of the best meals I've had in Italy.
Possibly the highlight of my trip - the Zuppa di Gorgonzola. Gorgonzola? Pudding? I'm all in.Labels: food, holiday, Italy, photography, Rome
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| Wednesday, February 04, 2015
◔ 1:31 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s) | ❝ Barnyard ❞ |
BARNYARD
18 Charlotte Street
London W1T 2LY
Had another of our impromptu food outings again.
While waiting for Mr-Late, the staff gave me these slices of watermelon, probably because they felt sorry for me who was doing work in a gastropub :P
We had a drink each, and then I got tempted and ordered the extremely sinful but oh-so-tasty milkshake. With added hard liquor, no less.
And we waited till 3PM, which was when they started the Sunday Roast; together with a bottle of wine (no less :P). The bartender even exclaimed: "a beer, a milkshake and a bottle of wine? How do you guys do it?!" Omnom.
Amazing popcorn ice cream and apple crumble with clotted cream for pudding. Never got what the clotted cream was for, but it still tasted amazing nonetheless.
All in all, underwhelming and stingy Sunday Roast (it seems to be the trend these days though, and I don't understand why?), but amazing drinks / desserts and wonderful ambiance - perfect if you want to have fruitful conversation. Anddd it's close to UCL :PLabels: food, friends, London
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