Tracy, Fritz, Dan, June - this is another small world story.
I was on a short hiatus to find food (lunch) and I ended up across the street from a medium sized semi-outdoor mall that has a bunch of restaurants. I was looking at the mall directory and saw a retail shop named Olathe.
Now I've travelled a bit and I kind of like exploring. But I can't remember another city/town/village/shop named Olathe. So "tucked my hair up under my hat and went in to ask him why" they came up with that name.
The owner/partner said they were surfing the net and found this small city in a state in America whose name meant beautiful and picked that as the name of their shop.
They have very nice far east merchandise; statues, paper, dustables etc. So it's a very class act.
I told the owner that I actually lived in Olathe for several years and he said I was his first guest who actually knew where it was and had actually been there. I will go back next week given time. So you folks that have lived there like me (462 South Chestnut, St Pauls School, Sister Anita), we are now internationally known.
Friday, February 18, 2011
The Japanese Restaurant gardens - 4th floor
Tnheses are the gardens I can see out my balcony. They are very serene and soothing, especially in the early morning.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
The Real Sunday - 02/13/2011
So Friday the 13th came on Sunday this Month.
We found out (or as my Indian Friends say - "We came to know") that we finished early, had no more work and essentially were on stand-by for today.
At a complete loss as to what to do since I had planned NOTHING and was expected to go to the office at a moments notice, I decided breakfast was in order. Scrambled eggs, Lobster Dumplings, Chicken soup and other stuff.
At Breakfast, Dominik came in with his wife and introduced us. We all sat together at breakfast along with another German Colleague. Very pleasant. Verina (I'll correct the name later if I spelled it wrong) clued me in on several shops that I would never have found for things I wanted to get.
She and Dominic were headed for an Island (Not Sentosa). But she pointed at Bugis Street. It worked out great.
As a bonus I ran into the Sound Guy for the Lion King production here in Singapore ( we had met before ) and he had had a REAL BAD NIGHT. He had a Bloody Mary and went back to his room. I'm betting he won't be bck til Tuesday.
More Later.
TTFN
We found out (or as my Indian Friends say - "We came to know") that we finished early, had no more work and essentially were on stand-by for today.
At a complete loss as to what to do since I had planned NOTHING and was expected to go to the office at a moments notice, I decided breakfast was in order. Scrambled eggs, Lobster Dumplings, Chicken soup and other stuff.
At Breakfast, Dominik came in with his wife and introduced us. We all sat together at breakfast along with another German Colleague. Very pleasant. Verina (I'll correct the name later if I spelled it wrong) clued me in on several shops that I would never have found for things I wanted to get.
She and Dominic were headed for an Island (Not Sentosa). But she pointed at Bugis Street. It worked out great.
As a bonus I ran into the Sound Guy for the Lion King production here in Singapore ( we had met before ) and he had had a REAL BAD NIGHT. He had a Bloody Mary and went back to his room. I'm betting he won't be bck til Tuesday.
More Later.
TTFN
Sunday Pics
This is the Veterans Memorial - It's really like a 4 prong tuning fork.
These are the plaques regarding the times of the city center - I can't make 'em bigger - maybe you can
I hear tell that this place really sucks.
Home of the Singapore Sling. Now Gouging every tourist that comes along (including me) by creating a drink that is nearly undrinkable, using perhaps S$5 of ingredients and charging S$29 for it. BTW Raffles is still in business.
This is Wilson and it's all his fault I did the Durien Fruit Chapter.
This may become my new favorite Sunday breakfast. Oyster Omelette. Quite simple - 8 oysters, 2 eggs, salt, pepper, chives, butter and chopsticks. (Hold those stupid red things shown in the pic. They cause nothing but grief)
The Durien Fruit Chapter
Our crack ABAP team blasted through 407 objects, identified the 111 needing further analysis, studied each one to the extent it deserved, performed any requisite corrections or adjustments and delivered it to the Cutover Manager well ahead of time. So we got Sunday off.
There are a couple threads to my Sunday story and I'll hit the general stuff in a bit; this is about Durian Fruit.
You have heard about it, you may have watched Andrew Zimmermn try to eat it or Tony Bourdain actually eating it here in Singapore. But now you can get the whole story from a Michigan guy who is on the ground here.
I mentioned somewhere in this blog that I wouldn't try Durien Fruit......In Ronald Reagan's words, the sound you hear is the sound of concrete cracking.
You See, I went up to Bugis Street this morning (noon?) looking for souvenirs etc and I passed a food shop/fruit market selling Durien Fruit. I asked the man if it was good and he said it was delicious.I sorta chuckled.
On my way back to the hotel to rest a bit, I stopped by my favorite hangout in Singapore and asked Wilson (the bartender/manager) about Durien Fruit. He surprised me by saying his whole family LOVED it and that his Grandmother was especially talented in find the best available.
He went on to explain that it did have an unpleasant aroma. It does. I smelled it - I think. It's pungent kind of.. it makes you want to take your kitchen garbage out to the garage - sort of, but it's not a nauseating odor. Any back street behind a resturant in New York City smells a lot worse.
He also told me that a ripe Durien Fruit is very creamy and that there are two kinds - sweet and slightly bitter and that there are bakeries that make Durien Crepes etc.
Then he showed me on the map the best place to find them and it's only a short subway ride away.
Did I have any excuses? How many times have I made something for the grandkids and said just try a little - if you don't like it you don't have to finish it - Time to walk the walk.
So I did. I show a picture below of the three lobes I got.
They were maybe the messiest fruit I have ever eaten but OMG they were GOOD no - GREAT!!!!. It was creamy and sweet and mild and had no obnoxious odor or anything bad except they were slippery as all get out. If I had a fork I would have gone thru a bunch more.
Andrew, you will be hearing from me. Bert - they are lactose and gluten free.
By the folks here that like them, they are considered the king of fruit and now I understand why.
To be honest -
There are a couple threads to my Sunday story and I'll hit the general stuff in a bit; this is about Durian Fruit.
You have heard about it, you may have watched Andrew Zimmermn try to eat it or Tony Bourdain actually eating it here in Singapore. But now you can get the whole story from a Michigan guy who is on the ground here.
I mentioned somewhere in this blog that I wouldn't try Durien Fruit......In Ronald Reagan's words, the sound you hear is the sound of concrete cracking.
You See, I went up to Bugis Street this morning (noon?) looking for souvenirs etc and I passed a food shop/fruit market selling Durien Fruit. I asked the man if it was good and he said it was delicious.I sorta chuckled.
On my way back to the hotel to rest a bit, I stopped by my favorite hangout in Singapore and asked Wilson (the bartender/manager) about Durien Fruit. He surprised me by saying his whole family LOVED it and that his Grandmother was especially talented in find the best available.
He went on to explain that it did have an unpleasant aroma. It does. I smelled it - I think. It's pungent kind of.. it makes you want to take your kitchen garbage out to the garage - sort of, but it's not a nauseating odor. Any back street behind a resturant in New York City smells a lot worse.
He also told me that a ripe Durien Fruit is very creamy and that there are two kinds - sweet and slightly bitter and that there are bakeries that make Durien Crepes etc.
Then he showed me on the map the best place to find them and it's only a short subway ride away.
Did I have any excuses? How many times have I made something for the grandkids and said just try a little - if you don't like it you don't have to finish it - Time to walk the walk.
So I did. I show a picture below of the three lobes I got.
They were maybe the messiest fruit I have ever eaten but OMG they were GOOD no - GREAT!!!!. It was creamy and sweet and mild and had no obnoxious odor or anything bad except they were slippery as all get out. If I had a fork I would have gone thru a bunch more.
Andrew, you will be hearing from me. Bert - they are lactose and gluten free.
By the folks here that like them, they are considered the king of fruit and now I understand why.
To be honest -
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