Shrove Tuesday

Lately, my motivation to blog hovers stubbornly around the zero percentage point. Why, you may wonder, since I hardly write much anyway. Well, that only means one thing: I desperately need something fresh and exciting to liven up my life.

New cafes continue to pop up all over the island, but they no longer excite me like they used to. That said, the durian ice cream at Shrove Tuesday is praiseworthy and any place with good ice cream is a happy place.

Shrove Tuesday
Blk 94 Toa Payoh Lor 4 #01-32 S(310094)
Open Sun-Thu: 10am-10pm, Fri-Sat: 10am-11pm



Am I the last person in Toa Payoh to find out there’s such a lovely ice cream bar in the estate? Doodles. Well I may be slow, but thank goodness it’s not too late. Say hello to my new waterhole on snoozy days.

Blk 128, Toa Payoh Lor 1, #01-835, S(310128)
Open Tue-Thu: 12-9pm, Fri: 12-10pm, Sat: 10am-10pm, Sun: 10am-9pm

Project Nostalgia: Dragon Playground.

Hope you’ve had a great lunar new year.

Largely inspired by Rediscover Singapore, I’ve undertaken a personal project, to capture forgotten bits of our past. Coincidentally, one of my first projects involve the old dragon playground, and I thought it be apt to kickstart the Dragon year with this post.

One of the few remaining sandbox playgrounds, this mosaic dragon sits in front of Blk 28, Toa Payoh Lor 6.

I still remember being greatly saddened by the sudden disappearance of sandboxes. It first started with the one I frequented after school, and almost immediately, every playground I saw was made of plastic and rubber.

The swift demolition of sandboxes happened in 1993, after a tragic mishap that led to investigations concluding concrete sandboxes to be unsafe for children.

I miss the innocent joy of burying random objects found, and then digging them out again the next day.

While I was there, the boy in this picture, as boys are, made one of the girls cry. As their parents weren’t around, I had to play mediator. At once, all memories of childish fights came back.

There was this other boy, who hurriedly took off his shoes, all ready to dash into the sandbox as his family heads home. He pleaded for a few minutes of play but his father wouldn’t allow. Sulkily he put on his shoes again and ran off.

We always lament about how different kids are nowadays, but I feel some things never change.

“Come here and wash your hands,” I heard a guardian say this familiar sentence after her kids done playing.

While it is good that playgrounds are now safer, I can’t help but feel a certain loss with the demise of such iconic structures. Below is a video excellently shot and edited by Rediscover Singapore, which I think everyone should watch.

With a Pinch of Salt.

Stumbled upon the express sister of With a Pinch of Salt in my search for cafes in the neighborhood. It occupies a big slice of a corner in the newly revamped foodcourt, where the queue for rojak never ceases.

Indeed. One can never take a cafe seriously when coffee is served in styrofoam cups. While the food is barely passable, it’s a surprising disjoint from the noisy heartland. But be sure to avoid meal hours.


With a Pinch of Salt
Toa Payoh Interchange Basement Foodcourt