When the man and I had the 'French loaf' at the friends' for dinner, we fell in love because it's the Vietnamese-French style that's softer, but the crust is still crisp. It's type of the short baguette that bánh mì uses. I'm not too fond of the classic French baguette which tends to end up being rather hard if it's not dunked in soup or stew, or curry.
We were told that these loaves were found at a Chinese bakery at Whampoa Drive. Oh great. I hang out around the area all the time, I would check it out when we stop by for lunch. One afternoon when we stopped by for spinach soup, we strolled over and found said bakery rather quickly!
I don't know the name of the bakery; didn't notice it. It's one of those local neighborhood Chinese bakeries behind the Whampoa Food Center, next to the iTea bubble tea shop (at Block 88 Whampoa Drive S320088). The bakery would slice up the bread for you too. I was stunned to find out that the French loaves go for S$1 each. Wow. These aren't good for freezing. They're best eaten fresh on the day of purchase or be kept in the fridge for a few days. Prudently bought two loaves.
Since we had good bread, we shouldn't let it go to waste. We had plenty of food at home to prep a simple breakfast or lunch. I could eat that with peanut butter too. I ended prepping breakfast for the man over two days. At least he wouldn't be sad that the only one in this home who gets breakfast prepped is the dog. 😂Eggs are like staple in our diet riiight, so that morning, it was breakfast omelette on bread. That was easy to whip up. Plenty of homegrown fresh basil leaves for it too. I had a few thick slices of back bacon as well. That should give it the salt kick. A bit of green habanero sauce gave it loads of oomph. That was one hearty breakfast.
We also had a small box that contained a few pieces of roast chicken (breast meat) from the MIL's kitchen when we went over for dinner and she packed some home for us. I generally avoid taking any offers of food home from the MIL's kitchen because our tastebuds are really different, and she doesn't seem to get that we don't starve at home, and that we do cook, a lot, of dishes to our food preferences. The problem is, the man doesn't know how to decline his mother's offer although he has been improving on that, and we've been so firm that the mother does back off when we say no. Hahahaha. He doesn't like the taste of this particular style of roast chicken. He generally doesn't fancy roast chicken if it isn't fully spiced and flavored.
These pieces of breast meat should be eaten cold. To make it palatable as a protein in the open-faced sandwich, I had to zest it up. Shredded the meat, then mayonnaise and sriracha went into it. Topped it up with raw shallots, garlic powder, and spices. Layered umami butter on the bread. Ta-daaahh. Done. Chicken on toast. The man was so tickled that I had "made the chicken edible". Dohhh.
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