Daisy Blaze

First off, I’m the hungry bunny simply because I am hungry. I hunger for plenty of things, be it food, love, adventure and so on. Some of you might think I’m a wild child, some might bitch to their colleagues about the glutton that I sound like. Darling, you’re far from the truth. I’m THE hungry bunny because I’m smart, sassy and I love a good meal and lots of eye candy. Hey, it’s only natural for us chicks to want to ‘feed’ on hunks so don’t you dare start judging me.

I’ve bared my soul, let you in on my love life or the lack of it, the good eats around the city and my occasional misfortunes. So, having read my culinary escapades for over a year, do you think you have any idea about the person I am? I guess not. At least Josh didn’t.

Well Josh works at a gym in town and it just so happens that I go there and please don’t ask me how, but he knows that I’m the Hungry Bunny. I do highly suspect that someone revealed my identity but anyway that’s not the point.

Josh was a regular at the gym and there were instances where I felt he was checking me out. How do I know? Because it’s so freaking obvious how he scrutinizes my body when he strides towards my direction to use the treadmill. Anyway, I’ll cut the story short; just last Friday, after having finished my workout, Josh approached me and asked me out for dinner. Okay I know I shouldn’t have said yes right away, but hey, I was famished after my workout so how could I say no to a free meal?

He brought me to Memoir, this lovely boutique-like restaurant that looked oh-so-chic. I loved the decor and the beautiful black and white floral wall paper. It looked rather new and I liked that it was rather cosy and I loved the sassy curly lamp they hung at the ceiling; looks like an octopus, with slender limbs.

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Everything in the menu sounded good enough for me to salivate on the spot. Me, being the fickle diner that I am, left it all to Josh to order for me.

I had the silken tofu that was stuffed with crabmeat and wrapped with nori. This light and tasty dish came with a ginger and soya broth that accentuated the delicate taste of the tofu. Next was the flower crab consomme with sweet corn and cognac. This quaint-sounding soup actually looked impressive. It came served with a ‘cigar’ of crab and corn. They used phyllo pastry to make that and I chomped it down in one go.

The food was so good that I hardly had time to actually make conversation with Josh. I don’t think he would have mind anyway, since he was busy talking to the waiter serving us. Apparently the waiter looked like one of his close friends. Well I couldn’t care for the lack of attention because honestly, the food was the highlight of the evening. Especially since the main course was a fabulous Chilean seabass wrapped with potato capellini with a truffle butter sauce. Not only was the seabass a dream to eat, the capellini was an interesting detail that complemented the fish.

The seabass was fresh and peeling the flesh away with the fork was an experience in itself. I could feel the fish ‘melting’ away in my mouth. Tasted like a piece of heaven, what with the sauce and all.

And if you think that was the end, you’re so wrong. Desserts were the best part. I tried the warm parcel of poached pear with blue cheese. It’s quite an acquired taste. But I love cheeses so this one was delicious to me.

I’ve never tried pears with blue cheese before but I do like what I tasted this time. It you think that was unique, wait till you hear of the wasabi parfait I decided to try. Wrapped in a crepe, it came with a baklava and coulis of orange. Who would have thought wasabi could complement a dessert. Well I didn’t think so, but the chef at this restaurant managed to pull it off. It wasn’t too overpowering; I could taste a slight tinge of spiciness but the sweet overture managed to make the marriage of wasabi in dessert worked.

In case you were wondering what happened to Josh, well it turned out that he only needed someone to accompany him for dinner. Because soon enough, after I cleared my last plate of dessert, he paid and then scooted off to the next-door-club called Happy. He didn’t find happiness with me I suppose so perhaps he would be lucky there. Not that I care. I’m just glad I had such a good meal at his expense.


– Memoir Restaurant: 21 Tanjong Pagar Rd, #01-05, Tel: 62251148, Opening hours: Mon – Fri: 12pm – 2.30pm & 7pm-10pm, Sat: 7pm-11pm, Sun: Closed, (Reservation is recommended)