Wakey Wakey

When we booked our holiday, we had an Air B’nB apartment. Due to the government crack down, the host cancelled, and we ended up in a hotel. This meant that I didn’t really have the necessary recepticals to make use of my PuckPuck. So I had to find a local coffee shop as a priority.

I noticed a coffee stall in the hawker centre that we visited on the first evening. It was closed, even though the sign said it opened at 07:30. A quick Google later and I ended up in Yang Coffee & Toast, although the americano I asked for, tasted suspiciously like over stewed filter coffee.

As the kids needed breakfast, it was back on Google to see if there was anywhere better. Thankfully there was. Wakey Wakey, is home to the 2018 Singapore Barista Champion, and could be a coffee shop anywhere back home; with the stripped back aesthetic and exposed concrete.

Thankfully, the long black on the menu, was just that. At $5 a pop it’s quite expensive, but it’s plenty tasty, made right in front of you and served in proper porcelain. They also do take out, although I was charged differing amounts, on different days, by different staff; $0.50 to $1 over the sit in price.

I didn’t eat, as the morning is part of my fasting time. However, the kids loved their waffles, with fruit and maple syrup. My wife, also loved her chia coconut fruit bowl. I loved the coffee, so we were all happy. So happy, that I’ve been back for multiple coffees each morning, and we’ve eaten there multiple times.

Cluny Food Hall

After a morning wandering through parts of Singapore Botanic Gardens, we ended up at the Cluny Food Hall for lunch. After being gouged for drinks at Bee’s Knees earlier in the day, we thought somewhere with food Hall in the title might be more like a hawker centre, than a tourist trap.

Choice was limited to three outlets, one selling toast and drinks, the other two selling noodles and bowls. Vegetarian options were pretty non-existent, and everything had two prices, one for staff, one for everyone else.

The kids opted for chicken rice, which looked okay on the plate. However, the chicken wasn’t hot, and it was slightly pink, so they didn’t eat it. My wife was told no soup when ordering, so ended up with something that just tasted of fish sauce.

I opted for thick toast, which a was a single small slice of thck white toasted bread, with a smeer of smooth peanut butter. I also ordered two soft boiled eggs, which were mostly liquid. The guava juice I ordered, was freshly juiced, from fruit that had been preprepard and kept in a fridge; it was mank, according to the kids.

All in all, it was a near total disaster. You may well ask why we didn’t complain, and we probably should have. However, there was only one chap selling and cooking at the outlet everyone else ate at. Plus, there was a bit of a language barrier going on, at the toast outlet. So we decided to chalked it up and move on.

If I was going to the Botanic Gardens again, I’d probably take a packed lunch with me. As it was the weekend, there was loads of couples, families and groups of friends, all having picnics; it’s obviously the thing to do.

Golden Mile Food Centre

I’ve drunk craft beer in all sorts of places over the years, but drinking US IPA in a Singaporean hawker centre is a first for me. It’s been fifteen years since we were last here, so it’s no great surprise that the global craft beer juggernaut has arrived.

After a long flight from London, via Warsaw, with no food. It was great to find plenty of vegetarian options in the hawker centre over the road from our hotel.

What I found more surprising though, was the stall selling Deschutes, Heretic and Anderson Valley on draft, plus Stone in cans. After twenty three odd hours of travelling, I wasn’t complaining about a choice of IPA.

As it turned out, we visited the this hawker centre two nights on the trot. On our first visit, I had a lovely three curry set, with some roti. Which was absolutely gorgeous, with just the right amount of curry for the two breads.

I tried a different stall on our second visit. Opting for two smallish plates, one of aloo gobi, the other, of palak paneer. Both scooped up, with some freshly baked garlic naan. Again, the curry was excellent.

It was great to find a hawker centre so close to where we were staying. It was even better finding one with decent beer.

Cambridge Slow Swim and Picnic

pooh sticks

On Sunday the 7th of July, my daughter and I, took part in the Cambridge Slow Swim and Picnic. Which is a 2.5KM social swim from Grantchester to Cambridge along the River Cam. With four waves, leaving at 15 minute intervals, there was a group to suit all levels of swimming ability. As I had my daughter in tow, we went in the last wave, Pooh Sticks.

The event started with registration on Sheep’s Green in Cambridge, before a wander along the the river, through Grantchester Meadows, to the start line. Each wave set off, after a short safety briefing, and headed back down the river, at their own pace, to Sheep’s Green.

We started near the back of the last wave, and an hour and seventeen minutes later, we finished; having passed all of Wave 4, most of Wave 3 and caught a few stragglers from Wave 2. We did stop by one of the trees and jump into the river, but mostly I swam breaststroke, while towing my daughter, who was on a pink rubber ring (she did kick occasionally).

I was slightly worried, as I didn’t have a wetsuit to wear. It wasn’t for want of trying to find one either, as I’d tried a few and had to send them back, as they didn’t quite fit. In the end the water temperature was adequate. While my core remained at a decent temperature, I did loose feeling in my pinkies and one of my big toes. I should perhaps invest the neoprene swimming gloves and booties that others were using.

We both enjoyed ourselves immensely though, and my daughter has said she want’s to do it again next year, which was great to hear. If you fancy taking part, then early bird entries are available until October, see the Cambridge Slow Swim and Picnic website for more details.