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January 4, 2017

The Battle Of Dessert: We Get The Message…

Filed under: FOOD,PHOTOGRAPHY,Rasa Sentosa,Rasa Sentosa Food,SINGAPORE — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Back in December of 2013, family Kiwidutch stayed in Singapore on a stopover visit before flying on to New Zealand.

Himself and our Singaporean friend “Velvetine” made a day trip to Pulau Ubin Island whilst the kids and I rested at the hotel.

Staying here regularly as repeat guests, and the kids impressing the lifeguards with their swimming skills, we are now on first name terms with several of the hotel lifeguards,  especially Joseph who remember us well from previous visits.

Joseph is the man who helped organised some very special transport on an earlier trip so that I could go out for dinner on the beach with the rest of the family:  Dune Buggy to the Rescue!

After Himself and Velvetine got back from their trip, and rested a while whilst telling us all about their day,  Himself then disappeared into the shower and we all got ready for a nice dinner in the Rasa Sentosa restaurant.

We laughed at the sign that advised guests to be aware the floors were slippery,  whilst a tropical downpour deluged the terrace the sign was on. We were all entertained by the pea hens before heading to the restaurant too.

Our kids adore the buffet arrangement here, but Little Mr appeared to be a little confused about the order of the menu and was not amused when we said that his main course may not consist of items solely from the desert section.

He managed to keep a self-served icecream because it seemed a waste to just let it melt on the plate, but the marshmallows and cookies were removed until he had eaten some pasta and cucumber , but even those were a few spoonful’s at best. As the saying goes, this kid “lives on the smell of an oily rag”.

Eventually he settled on (of all things) buttered toast (really kid?) I know I know, as far as our kids eating habits are concerned Himself and I constantly feel like we lost the battle. The roast pork, seafood, vegetables, salad, rice, soups… so many other things to choose from, all rejected. Frustrated that he could not instantly get his own way, Little Mr got hold of a handful of small biscuits / crackers that were in the shape of alphabet letters and arranged them into a “You may get it and now” message whilst he demolished his toast.

Yes, he ate rather a lot of the unwanted biscuit/ cracker letters too… oh well, we were all jet lagged and sometimes with kids you have to pick your battles. Kiwi Daughter did better, trying bok choy and eating fruit before also heading off to the desert section with a grin. marshmallows on sticks would be dipped into a chocolate fountain or a few other sauces, Little Mr presented me with a “flower” made out of the marks on the plate from his left over chocolate sauce. Sadly, typical kid, the marshmallows were not part of the gift. We all enjoyed the band, who we also know from previous visits and Kiwi Daughter delighted over the creme brulees in their tiny little dishes.  Rested and refreshed it was then time to head on to New Zealand.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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