- Jones The Grocer
Raise your hand if you knew Jones The Grocer existed right smack in Orchard Road.
Keep your hand raised if you know where Mandarin Gallery is.
Mmhmm…I’m keeping my hand down on both accounts.
Perhaps you’re like me too, or not since I have somehow managed to walk past Mandarin Gallery with my eyes closed, never knowing it existed and then where it was after hearing of it.
Recall passing by a gargantuan palatial silver building just after Takashimaya while walking towards the Somerset-Dhoby Ghaut direction? The one that makes you feel like an insignificant dust mite under the watchful and glamorous presence of Mont Blanc, D&G, Just Cavalli and Marc by Marc Jacobs that it flaunts? The one that looks far too atas, out of your league, and just so darn intimidating to even want to venture a step in?
Yea, that’s it.
But maybe that’s just me, who somehow never once saw the name of the building since it was always overshadowed and eclipsed by dear Marc.
Then again, you know, I know some people who would frolic and skip around inside the building like a playground, fully comfortable and right at home surrounded by all those designer labels.
That’s fine by me, really. They can graze and spree and party and bounce from one branded boutique to the next like a pachinko ball at the hands of a jaded Japanese salesman.
But me? I don’t care for that when there’s Jones (but that is not to say that I even could).
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April 5, 2010
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Pizza Al Crudo
I seem to be having pizza every week now. Which isn’t a bad thing by any means, of course.
For a self-proclaimed bread fanatic, this is pretty much a given. As long as something required yeast in the making, I’ll be all over it like a plague of locusts that would put Moses’ to shame.
Alright, so that wasn’t the most flattering of similes. But really, if you don’t like pizza, well…who are you?!
So tell me you could skip merrily by a restaurant signboard, boasting a not-so-modest chalked scrawl of ’1-for-1 Pizza’ and I’ll instantly drop all previous allegations. I promise.
I’m talking about a restaurant from the Garibaldi group of restaurants (aka Italian Food Done The Proper, Respectable Way). I’d pick this over Canadian 1-for-1.
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