The Singapore Writers Festival, which I attended the first three days of and was the main reason I was in town, was a pretty fun experience. I met Lat, Philip Jeyaretnam, Edwin Thumboo. Literary folks.
What I remember most fondly about the trip was my breakfasts. I had pastries every day, walking down on my own at 7am - when I did wake up at 7am, of course -, down from the Peninsular Plaza, crossing over to the building by (on? adjacent?) Capitol Theatre. A Singaporean I had met the day before gave me a short tour of the City Hall area, and she made a particular note to point out to me that the Capitol Theatre was part of P. Ramlee's legacy.
There was a bakery at Capitol Theatre, right at the corner, the pointy edge of the corner facing the mall that housed City Hall MRT. I was looking for eggtarts but failing that other pastries would just have to do. Butter buns, cream baguettes... things with cheese on top of them and things that didn't have cheese on top of them.
They were good. I was buying for three people on a budget, but a butter bun and a sweet cream baguette for each person along with a can of ice lemon tea only set me back about $8. Sure, it comes up to RM20+ when you convert, but for eight dollars for three people...
It felt like real breakfast.
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