it was frankie's birthday, so we decided to gather for an evening meal.. so we decided to go back to dempsey (yay!). frankie made reservations at ps cafe (yay! yay!) i was quite happy, as you know i have enjoyed the brunches a la ps cafe. and i was ok with a splurge for an evening meal. its a new year, so lizzie and laura have gone on with their travels; the expat life in singapore is not for them. but kathy was there as well as isabella (again yay!) i miss isabella as she lives half here and half in toronto.. she is damn funny.
we had a lovely time. wine and chatting all round. kathy has a posh new job at one of the more pretigious schools in singapore netting over 15000 a month. what? i know... i do not have a great job...and i am sick of working in singapore for singaporeans that are really big bullies. get this.... as 'civil servants' we are inundated with racial harmony propaganda, there is literally a 'racial harmony day' to remind everyone to be nice to each other. but then, THEN for CNY, the singapore government gave all civil servant employees of chinese descent ONLY a 'festive bonus'. yes, they got their pay a week earlier than everyone else because they were of chinese descent. i am no expert, but that is rather, um, how shall i say this, damn racist!! but no matter...i have great prospects! right now i am in a bidding war with two different job offers. one here in singapore, one in thailand. both international employers. thailand is the land of my dreams... and as much as i love my brunch girls and the hectic chaos that is singapore, my heart is really leaning towards blue waters, white sands and no chaos for awhile...
and back to the night... in which ps cafe, comes alive. its lit inside making the trees outside look magical. still the large bunches of flowers. still the awesome row of cakes at the front. i ordered a moroccan stack of coucous.. which was divine! so good, i stopped talking for about 20 minutes and just ate and savoured. and it was vegetarian. and on the menu. ahhhh..
then i ordered dessert. of course i ordered dessert. but i think i ordered wrongly. but how to choose? so many damn good choices. i ordered pecan pie, but it was pecan chocolate pie and more like a brownie in a pie crust than the southern sugar overload of pecans and sugary toffee filling i was expecting. no matter. really, no matter. i was already so happy with my morroccan stack that nothing could dampen my mood. not even the bill. (which wasn't that bad this time. i didn't have wine and i was prepared)
P.S. Cafe
Dempsey (you know where it is)
www.pscafe.com
