Authenticity seems more a matter of ranges and limitations than of outright prescriptions. - Jeffrey Steingarten, The Man Who Ate Everything
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Akashi again!
Digested Pages :
dessert,
from Davey Jones' locker,
japanese
Saturday, April 19, 2008
The Butterfly Effect
Can't begin to describe how impressed I was with the al dente quality of the rigatoni. Some Italian restaurants don't even get that doneness right. Or maybe the restaurant wasn't very busy and more attention was put into the cooking of the pasta? The crustacean oil which I was told once tasted like hay bee hiam from Wild Rocket, didn't \taste so much that way here in Le Papillion. It was aromatic to an extent without being excessive and the spiciness was nice. Pasta came with four plump and crunchy tiger prawns shelled to the tail. The bottarga slices were unfortunately underwhelmed by the spicy nature of the pasta. So, where's the seaweed?
After extolling the virtues of the pasta which I thought should be mentioned before the rest, let's take a step back and start from the beginning......
As a whole experience, I wasn't very impressed with Le Papillion. With the exception of the rigatoni. The restaurant was barely a third filled on a Friday evening. Dinner started with an amuse bouche of a cube of green apple with crushed toasted almond, balsamic vinegar and a leaf of arugula. I had expected more out of this. I probably could have made this myself at home. Me, someone with minimal to no cooking skills of mention.
Sauté Foie de Canard “Duck Liver” with Vanilla-Pineapple Compote Brioche Toast, Mesclun Lettuce and Spiced-Pineapple Syrup
Starters definitely didn't leave much of an impression. Thought that the mud crab smothered in everything mango turned out quite refreshing but that was mostly because it was nicely chilled. The description "freshly picked" didn't quite register.
After extolling the virtues of the pasta which I thought should be mentioned before the rest, let's take a step back and start from the beginning......
Starters definitely didn't leave much of an impression. Thought that the mud crab smothered in everything mango turned out quite refreshing but that was mostly because it was nicely chilled. The description "freshly picked" didn't quite register.
For a French place, the foie gras was quite unremarkable. There was a lack of the flavour associated with duck liver and instead of a charred appearance, it looked a little blistered. Usually, the accompanied glaze/compote/sauce would be something with citrus, a little soury zest or a tart flavour to compliment the rich fatty liver. This liver didn't taste fatty at all and the pineapple compote was all sweet.
So we see the same kind of foie gras here again with the chicken consomme which was decent but otherwise quite unimpressive. Saved by the truffle oil it was.
So we see the same kind of foie gras here again with the chicken consomme which was decent but otherwise quite unimpressive. Saved by the truffle oil it was.
Granny Smith Apple Compote and Raspberry Vinegar Glaze
The Granny Smith apple compote was very nice, so were the orange and honey glaze carrot strips which was pleasantly sweetish. Cushioned with a small amount of fats, the pork rack was tender. Was also downplayed by the raspberry vinegar glaze which was again mostly sweet and didn't taste of raspberry or vinegar. I think salt and pepper would have sufficed.
There wasn't enough of a wow factor to this point to pursue desserts.
Au revoir, le papillion. Je ne m'affligerai pas pour votre perte.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Chellas Vegetarian Corner, Serangoon Road
Being not too familiar with many of the items on menu, we picked what we thought looked interesting and asked the serving staff when we came across things that we didn't recognize at all. Here's a show of what we ended up with.
Appealing were the variety of appetite whetting sauces/dips that were available for the dosa. Those gave variety to the flavour of the rice flour pancakes. As I had also imagined, their pineapple & cheese dosa was savoury and delectable - married by the salty cheese and sweet pineapple chunks in them.
The ragi iddiyappam was a variant of the regular iddiyappam (string hoppers) using another type of flour. It was quite similar to the regular version and it tasted freshly made. Delicious with both the orange sugar or spicy coconut chutney. I also thought I may have found what I had been looking for from the Song of India, in the form of the kara bath which was a savoury semolina cake with diced vegetables. Pretty sure that the sweet version called kesari bath was it.
The gobi masala's delicious with the bits of battered and fried cauliflowers soaking in the spicy gravy. I was surprised to see an actual piece of butter melting in the paneer butter marsala.
This place had me scraping up the residual sauces with the spoon. All for $20.50 and very friendly service.
19/04/2008 update - A revisit!!
I had not planned to return just the next day, but I'm not complaining. Originally, we wanted to drop by Chellas for hot masala tea or milk. We ended up ordering something to munch while at it. This innocuous looking earthy orange mound above was the kesari bath which I have mentioned earlier. A sweet steamed semolina cake flavoured with saffron and some sultana raisins. Now in case you were wondering, this wasn't excessively sweet as one might imagine. In fact this wasn't even on the desserts section of the menu. I thought it was pretty awesome.
Digested Pages :
indian,
vegetarian
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tokyo Banana
Digested Pages :
confectionery,
japanese
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Uncle Sim Home Cooked Nonya Food, Whampoa Food Centre
Digested Pages :
a local signature,
chinese
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Lunch @ Ten-Jyaku
I suppose that if one is impartial to marinated fish, this set could be considered pretty decent. I didn't think too well of the chawanmushi that turned out to be much to mushy and a hint too heavy of ginger. But the quality doesn't come quite close to some other places that have what I perceive to be more pride ingrained.
We picked also the tai and hotategai to be aburi-ed just to see what are they about. The char fragrance is rather light and I'm not really sure if the flagging aroma is all there is to it. The scallops are still possess of their natural sweetness, but something inside me told me I've had better. I have nothing to say about the tai. I'm wondering if this was even a good show of aburi items, but it leaves me with a lingering desire not to come back and try.
The atrocity above is suppose to be foie gras on eggplant with miso. I used the word atrocity because the questionable slice of dessicated looking liver had a texture like a rubbery wet piece of Digestives on the inside. The natural foie gras flavor was at best, feeble. I kid you not. It was left unfinished. I thought that the piping hot eggplant wasn't too bad, but my lunch companion felt it overwhelmed by the sweetish miso.
Digested Pages :
from Davey Jones' locker,
japanese
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