My guilty pleasure in Singapore… McDonalds. It’s a little, familiar taste of home. A cheeseburger, fries and a Coke.
And chili sauce?
I did a double-take when I first noticed it. Chili sauce at McDonalds? Of course I tried it straight-off and was surprised how well it complimented the regular McDonalds menu. Fries? Check. Chicken nuggets? Check. Fish-O-Fillet? Check. Big Mac? Not so well.
Tonight, I opted not to try the chili sauce with their new menu item. The Mega Mac. Who eats that thing? Total heart-attack on a plastic tray.
So, I settled for a cheeseburger, a few fries… and a special menu item found in Singapore. A cup of corn. Love the cup of corn.
McDonalds Chili Sauce
McDonalds Mega Mac
The rainy season is here… I think. I don’t really know what that means or what to expect.
It seems everyone I talk to explains a different definition to me. But, if I apply the law of averages, it’s going to rain. A lot. Somewhere around 16-20 inches over the next 60 days, coupled with a high of 85, low of 75.
The big question? How much will the sun shine in-between the thunderstorms? Time will tell.
Afternoon thunderstorm
Rain on the window
Found a little bit of Memphis today… in Chinatown. More on that later. First off, I think it’s funny there’s a Chinatown in Singapore when about 75% of the city is comprised of various Chinese ethnic groups. Go figure. But, this area of the city does offer a unique sense of character compared to other parts of Singapore, which I’m finding to be somewhat sterile with a general lack of personality. So, I’m really liking it here for that reason.
Anyway, there are lots of great restaurants in Chinatown. And, many don’t seem to serve Chinese cuisine. After walking around that area for a while, one place in particular jumped out. Jerry’s BBQ & Grill. Yum! I think it’s been almost four months since I’ve had barbeque. Of course, I set my expectations low… because, really, I’m time fourteen time zones away from good barbeque, right? Wrong.
I ordered the pulled pork sandwich with fries and slaw. The meat was tender and juicy while the sauce had just the right tang complimented with sweetness. Fries were crispy. Slaw was average. The sliced cucumber on the side, in place of a pickle I suppose, reminded me I wasn’t eating barbeque in the South. I kept thinking, “what’s that doing there?”.
Looking forward to going back and trying the brisket.
92 Club Street, Chinatown, Singapore
Couldn't wait to take a bite.
Jerry
Before visiting the Singapore IKEA, I found myself feeling curious about how consistent the shopping experience would be relative to the US stores. It’s the same – everything that annoys me about IKEA annoys me here. They still mostly force you to follow a set path thru the entire store, even if you just stopped by to buy a few items. Why do they compel me to walk thru a complete line-up of bedroom furniture, mattresses and linen each time? Grr. And what if you need to use the restroom? Yep, there’s still a long walk back thru the maze. It’s still a mini-playground for kids. It’s still a madhouse of too many people.
I noticed a few small differences of interest:
1. It’s pronounced “E” KEA here. Not “I” KEA.
2. They serve curry puffs in the café
3. You see more interesting methods of transporting things home
Notice the furniture tied to the back passenger
A "Quick" IKEA trip
