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2014-03-24
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I love Tanjong Pagar. It's no secret, I love wandering around there if I could, even if I've roamed the same street ten times before. I revel in the feeling of getting lost in the maze of streets between Tanjong and Chinatown, and then turning another corner to find myself on familiar ground again. It's addictive; I can do that for the whole afternoon. Sometimes it feels as if I transported back in time. Fluffy Dessert sticks out like a sore thumb in the row of shophouses with its bright pink po
I love Tanjong Pagar. It's no secret, I love wandering around there if I could, even if I've roamed the same street ten times before. I revel in the feeling of getting lost in the maze of streets between Tanjong and Chinatown, and then turning another corner to find myself on familiar ground again. It's addictive; I can do that for the whole afternoon. Sometimes it feels as if I transported back in time. Fluffy Dessert sticks out like a sore thumb in the row of shophouses with its bright pink pop of contemporary colours, also possibly the reason why it stopped people in their tracks to enter for an afternoon sojourn.
Or rather, I was feeling really peckish and hungry at the same time, so anything icy & sweet goes. I decided to go for their Durian Snow Ice ($4.90) because durian felt like the craving of the moment. The durian-flavoured snow ice arrived in a bowl of cornflakes, with thick, velvety durian paste at the bottom of the bowl. I was thoroughly satisfied with the quality of their desserts here. I'm not crazy over durian, nor do I normally eat durian as a fruit. But this is good, it's not overwhelming and very fragrant. Yes, the durian is fragrant - these two words appearing in a single sentence. An indulging afternoon. Not to mention, I went on to eat a full meal of Swensen's right after this... just nursing the glutton in me.
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