Saturday, June 2, 2012

Delicacies


Something different. In place of the standard culinary surveys that are commonly offered in a review of this little red dot - as some journalese has coined it - a small repast of other rich delicacies is now proposed by this author, for those unsatisfied with what they have been served thus far. Rich, spicy, flavoursome fare. The hungriest heavy-weight will be sated after even the sample dishes that follow. Assume your seat ladies and gentlemen, tuck your napkins, allow me to offer for your delectation the following Les entrees:
Jardin
Carmine
Vibes
The Miltonia.
Notice the texture, the subtle bouquet insinuating delight.... &etc. &etc. Verdant high colour underscored by tangy relish to surprise even the most discerning.... &etc. We must move on. Les Plats:
Parkland  
vacanza@eastcoast
Lake Vista
Eight Rivers (Glow with the City/Flow by the River)....
Dear Lord above! That may have inadvertently introduced Les Fromages before time. Jacques!... Jack you little Fucker!... Excuse e moi...
I apologise for that interruption Mesdammes e Monsieurs. Finally, Les Desserts, largely from our northern estates:
River Isles
Manhattan
Lincoln (the dead unable to defend themselves, poets and visionary leaders alike)
Rich Residence (on Richards Road)
StarLiving (Spot of cheating admitted: furniture retailer in this instance.)
Versailles
Sincerity (another cheat: Art Auction House.... )
The Trillion was a beauty in the paper a few days ago. Forgotten, lamentably. It had been given a run some months before. The fung shui or something couldn't have been right. Hadn't cleared the lot. Back again. Trill - ion. For the city-country of Billionairres - largest global per capita number bar none. What could be more fitting?
Likely the cat's outta the bag. You guessed right reader. Concrete and steel in place of shrimps and sharks' fin. A little leg-pulling, tickling the testies... or the rosebud.
Pools fifty feet in the air, over-looking green fringes; MRT stations in proximity; private schools, McDonalds outlets (operating 24x7 preferably) - all highly attractive and sought after. Seventy - seventy-five percent of cases Nicole Kidman (from youth) look-a-likes in evening dresses if not bathing costumes featured in the advertising (if the point has not been overly laboured in these pages this twelvemonth). A feast of colour and luscious presentation. A starving man — the chap collecting scraps from the bins beside the bus-stop on Changi Road opposite Geylang Serai — would hardly hesitate to take a bite from any one of these eye-watering dishes. Sumptuous. Architectural awards aplenty, mostly for hoisting mature trees and bushes fifty metres in the air and catching run-off. Emperors never lived the like.
Just this morning the newest batch, one or two of them unheard of before:
Watercolours — Full page, A41.
An EC in Pasir Ris, out in the western sticks.
Dwellings here designated, in ascending order of opulence and price (out of consideration for sensitivities we omit cardboard spread under alcoves): HDB (Housing Development Board, which make up 85% of dwellings), Apartment, Condo, Exec. Condo, Penthouse, Shop-house, Bungalow. (Mansions are unadvertised, doubtless sold amongst the families.)
Archipelago — next page; the Developers winners of the Priz d'Excellence, the Aga Khan Award.... (Satisfy yourselves properly dear Readers: A42-3, Saturday June 2, 2012 The Straits Times.)
For Oz readers short of a laugh with the Saturday cartoons offering slim pickings today, see Page A45:
One Can1berra.
Premier Riverfront EC.
Not easy to maintain the roll-out of illustrious sought-after global Star havens.
The soft-peach painted Versailles is taken from around the corner from Geylang Road, on Guillemard. Otherwise the remainder from the full page (mostly) spreads in the S. T. Once more, please note: no trickery or falsity involved. We are in all cases within the boundary of the little red dot island, no place else. Not a Mandarin, Malay, Tamil or Hindi name among them. Not one. When one might have expected perhaps The Great Wall, Tiananmen, the Tang. The Sultan and Emperor at a minimum. (The Empress had a short run on Tanjong Katong - Geylang Roads Corner. Since slipped to the rather less august "Katong Regency" in acceptance of the surrounds no doubt. Pre-selling currently.) The Qin you might have justifiably thought (era of the great Dictionary, among other marvels). The Ming. The Taj surely. You will be disappointed yearning in that direction dear Reader, faithful Reader. No, it's all pure white splendour I have to report, from beginning to end. Yellow, copper, coffee and cinamon aint the same aspirational.

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