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04/09/2013, Carpenter & Cook with Sylvia!



































I was actually a little disappointed that day, given we were originally going to head down to Wimbly Lu for waffles *waffles girl*, but ended up here. But, good things happen in the strangest of times. That's my current life motto.

Carpenter & Cook is awesome! I know I'm a little late to the game here. The entire decor is so quaint, relaxing and cozy. Excited me went overboard with taking photos. The food's good comfort dessert. Lemon meringue is heaven in a slice, and the staffs are so friendly!




Super pretty looking tarts. Chocolate sea salt caramel tarts, lemon tarts and passionfruit meringue. I was overwhelmed by the selection, mainly because I hardly eat such desserts and just didn't know what to try. Call me suaku.











Brownies, scones and other pastries whose names I can't remember. So coming back to try them. I'm never satisfying my sweet tooth because ... well ... sweets come with fats ):

Quiche, Chocolate sea salt caramel, Passionfruit meringue

Eat eat eat! Friend said chocolate sea salt caramel tart was "ohkay ohkay only", but I love it! Maybe because it's chocolate. Everything chocolate is always good. The caramel makes the chocolate richer. Quiche! I've never heard of quiche before this and I'll never pick savoury desserts, but everything's worth a try. Bacon with onions and eggs..? I hope. Though I think it's supposed to be cheese. I don't know. I just know it tasted good and hey, it's bacon. 

Meringue; Meringue; Meringue. This is the sex. "That nice firm salt crust pastry. Then you got that delicious acidic [passionfruit] curd and then that baked meringue." - Gordon Ramsay. // Clearly I watch too much Masterchef. 

Other than the fact that this is heaven in a slice, the whole time I was eating this, I was thinking of the meringue pressure test in Masterchef. Finally I get to try it after salivating while watching people try to perfect it, fail and then get their heads screamed off by Gordon Ramsay. Life will never be the same after eating this. Sweet and acidity packed in one. 




The place is so quaint and cozy. The furniture and decor come together in that pretty haphazard retro way. I could laze here for hours on end. This is a place I'll definitely return to. I've been wanting to go on a solo trip to a cafe, bring my book, order a drink and or a pastry, and enter the world of the words. Nobody but me and the words. 




Here's some pictures of us. 
I looked so tired that day even I had a shock. 
And usually I don't even care. 
// Looking a little better after running. 
// Hope I don't give you a nightmare. 
// Not my pretty friend though hee hee ^^












You save someone.
You kill them.


Only know you've been high when you're feeling low


Jar of Jams. Hey there pretty little thing. 
These pretty jars are not just meant to be a container. They're meant for keepsakes.



Time to time the floodgates of nostalgia burst open, and the waters come rushing through. So quickly, so fiercely there's no time to stop them. But you have to resist, and not let it drown you. Let the waters be force fed down your throat, but always remember to gasp for air. Hold on to the pieces of rocks you find while you're being washed away. Hold on to them. Hold tightly. The waves will slow. The times will past, and you'll find solace from within. 

I'll follow you into the dark


Writing this in the early hours of the night. This semester is really flying past right now. Assignments and tests and expectations are piling sky high. Keep your sanity.

I try to keep everybody happy, I really do.

One day I'll learn to do something because I want to.

I'm waiting for the day I can look you squarely in the eye.

Falling sick. Not now.


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