Thursday, September 26, 2013
When we sat down for drinks before dinner at The Cufflink Club, I laughed. Tonight, for one time, no arm swag adorned Lady J's wrists, while mine was chockful of random bracelets. If you've seen her colorful strips which are always chosen to match her #ootd, you know it's a cheerful sight to go ooh over. Couldn't help laughing even louder at the bartender's pained look when I spied a Lagavulin 16y.o on the shelf and asked for it in an Old Fashioned. He tried very earnestly and sincerely to explain to me that it would be kinda 'wasted' and they use bourbon or rye in the mix and showed me all available. There was Redemption rye. But never mind, I'd just stick to a Laguvulin 16y.o on the rocks. Hehehehe. I know his pain.
When the currently-no-reservations fiery-hip Burnt Ends finally had a space for us at 9pm, we strolled over to a less noisy diner. While the ventilation is good, you'll smell of smoke and oil, and oddly, butter. While meats are undoubtedly the highlight here, Chef David Pynt has taken the effort to ensure that there're many vegetarian and seafood options on the menu. In my books, that's a total plus point.
Burnt Ends is a collaboration between hotelier Loh Lik Peng and Chef André Chiang. I was skeptical when this diner opened. But when I understood more about Burnt Ends' concept of barbecue and read the reviews, I was more open to giving it a try because it promises not to serve the progressive cuisine that Restaurant Andre is known for. Hipster quotient's through the roof, of course. Their music gave me a bit of a headache till the later part, when they finally played something by Coldplay. Not a wine person at all; happy that they had Dead Guy on the beer list.
Really enjoyed the grilled leek with hazelnut and brown butter, and fennel with orange and burrata. The diner isn't afraid of experimenting with ingredients and flavors. I like that. One couldn't go wrong with salmon skin and roe. (More thoughts on the food over at Lady J's.) Then there were eggs! Smoked quail eggs! *squeal* There were only five eggs. Lady J generously gave me three to nosh on. "Since it's your first visit", she defined it as such. It was beautifully done with yolks runny. Mmmm.