Monday, April 29, 2013

Surga Di Telapak Kaki Lima

“Nenek nenek senam pagi olahraga 
Biar body tambah seksi
Goyang kanan goyang ke kiri
Gak mau kalah dengan gadis-gadis yang di sini

Ini zaman zaman edan
Kakek nenek pacaran di pinggir jalan
Katanya jaman pembangunan
Tapi mengapa kok banyak pengangguran
Ini salah siapa?
Ini dosa siapa?
Coba anda tanyakan pada Tehbotol, tehnik ... bodoh dan tolol.”

Same World Different Universe
Sepenggal lirik lagu Tehbotol yang selalu saya request kalau bertemu dengan bapak pengamen di kawasan Muara Karang. Lagu yang santai tapi mempunyai pesan serius. Lagu yang menyindir sekaligus menghibur. Rasanya campur aduk. Mungkin seperti ini lah gambaran street food atau kaki lima di Indonesia. Lebih kerennya mungkin disebut Amigos, alias agak minggir got sedikit. Kaki lima adalah melting pot dari berbagai hal yang sekilas mata mudah kita lewatkan. We might see the same world, but there are actually different universes. 




Here In The South
Paragraf ini ditulis dari lantai tiga sebuah gedung perkantoran di area Kebayoran Baru, Jakarta Selatan. Memandang dari kaca jendela ke bawah terlihat barisan makanan kaki lima yang bersembunyi di bawah teduhnya pohon-pohon rindang. Menariknya, gerobak-gerobak makanan yang ada di siang hari akan berganti dengan sesuatu yang baru setiap malam dan begitu seterusnya. Gado-gado, ketoprak, baso, nasi gulai, batagor, kue cubit, berganti menjadi sate ayam, pecel lele, martabak, ayam goreng, dan lainnya. Same spot, different food. Same place, different people. Same world, different universe. 

Ada satu hal lagi yg menarik sekaligus mengusik saya. Sebagai warga Indonesia dengan darah Cina yang cukup kental, saya tidak habis pikir mengapa berjualan setengah hari saja? Mengapa tidak sekalian sehari full untuk profit yg maksimal? Mengapa sengaja membawa bahan makanan secukupnya saja? Mengapa tidak menyiapkan lebih? 

Pertanyaan-pertanyaan ini sekalian mengumpat kekesalan karena setiap kali terlambat setengah jam, gado-gado kesukaan saya selalu saja sudah habis. Ternyata saya tidak siap untuk mendengar jawabannya. Dengan ringkasnya sang penjual gado-gado berkata: “Saya jualan yang penting cukup untuk hidup hari ini, Mas.”  Simple tapi menyimpan makna yang dalam. Jarang melihat keyakinan seperti itu di zaman ini. Bahwa dunia akan senantiasa menyediakan apa yang kita butuhkan selama kita berusaha, bahwa kesusahan untuk sehari cukuplah untuk sehari. Jadi teringat petikan ucapan teman saya yang jarang memusingkan soal uang: “Tenang, bank gue Bank Tuhan.”  Same world, different universe. Gado-gado yang sama tapi ternyata ada garis perbedaan yang besar antara sang penjual dan saya, sang pembeli. 



From South To North
Lain halnya di Selatan, lain kisahnya di Utara. Sebuah kaki lima ala tenda dengan merek dagang Pecel Lele Stellamaris adalah salah satu spot favorit dikala galau lapar tengah malam atau disaat terjangkit virus kanker (kantong kering) stadium lima. Saya yakin semua yang membaca pasti punya street food favorit, setidak-tidaknya lapak nasi / mie goreng langganan.

Nah di sini, langganan saya adalah ayam goreng, sambel pecel, tempe dan tahu goreng, tanpa nasi putih. Sang penjual yang lebih akrabnya saya panggil Bang Jowo sudah tahu preferensi saya ini. Terkadang bila lama tidak berkunjung, pada kedatangan berikutnya dia pasti bertanya “Kemana aja bos, udah lama ga keliatan.” Sama halnya juga dengan bapaknya yang seringnya dituakan dengan panggilan Pak Haji. Kalau beliau tidak ada di tempat, saya pun balik bertanya “Si Bapak kemana? Tumben gak kelihatan.” Basa-basi bagi sebagian orang, tapi buat saya itu keakraban singkat yang kadang ngangenin. 

Nah, Pak Haji punya kisah yang inspirasional. Dari tenda kecilnya yang berkapasitas maksimal dua puluh orang dia menghidupi anak-anaknya sekaligus sudah dua kali berangkat ke Tanah Suci Mekah untuk menjalankan ibadah. Dari potongan ayam dan lele yang sama, saya mengenyangkan perut sementara beliau beribadah. Same world, different universe. 

And Further North
Bergerak tidak jauh dari lokasi Pak Haji, mengarah lebih ke Utara adalah sebuah lajur jalan yang cukup terkenal bagi Jakarta’s foodie. Kalau menurut Om Google, nama officialnya Pluit Karang Timur, namun bagi warga sekitar, mereka menyebutnya deretan eaton. Sepanjang jalan ini tersebar nama-nama kaki lima yang tersohor. Martabak Sinar Bulan dengan sang penjual yang berambut klimis. Salah satu martabak termahal yang dibanderol dengan harga IDR 70.000++ per loyang. Atau Soto Bang Mamat, Ayam Goreng Kiko Sari, Seafood Bola, dan banyak lagi.

Disini bisa ditemukan fenomena yang berbeda. Fenomena yang bisa mencerahkan banyak hal. Disini tidak jarang akan anda temukan Mercedes Benz C Class, Alphard, BMW parkir di sisi jalan bersanding dengan mobil sejuta umat Avanza, Xenia, atau bahkan dengan pengendara motor. Disini tidak ada kasta. Disini tidak ada kaya miskin. Disini kalangan atas dan bawah duduk dalam meja yang sama tinggi, menikmati makanan yang sama terjangkaunya. Disini makanan menyatukan semua. Disini different universes collide in one world. 



And Even Further 
Kalau boleh saya ajak melihat lebih jauh lagi, alias berimajinasi, coba dipikirkan berapa banyak tangan yang terbantukan dengan adanya kaki lima? Selain mereka yang makan dan mereka yang menjual yang menikmati hasilnya langsung, ada jaring besar manusia-manusia yang terhubung. Sang pengamen dengan lagu Tehbotol di atas, anak-anak jalanan yang hidup dari belas kasihan pengunjung kaki lima, penjual bahan makanan di pasar, petani yang menanamnya, tukang parkir, mas-mas penjual dvd bajakan, sampai berekor-ekor kucing yg mencari makan di sana. By the way, kaki lima termasuk dalam sektor informal yang sampai 2012 kemarin masih menyumbang 30% total GDP Indonesia dan kalau dinilai besarnya sama dengan IDR 2.400 Triliun. 

Saya mungkin over-simplifying, tapi kaki lima mungkin bukan sekedar kaki lima. Mungkin kaki lima punya makna yang lebih dari sekedar agak minggir got sedikit. Mungkin a glimpse of heaven is there among street foods. Mungkin sebentuk kecil surga ada di telapak kaki lima. 

Surga bagi saya dan anda penikmat kuliner tentunya. Surga bagi mereka yang menggantungkan hidupnya disana, mereka yang bermata-pencaharian di sana. Surga bagi mereka yang terbantukan hidupnya, yang ikut merasakan impact kehadiran kaki lima. Surga karena ia adalah satu dari sekian sedikit tempat yang bisa menyatukan dunia yang berbeda. Street food might just be the place that unites different people, different universe in one world, the world of food. 


Thursday, April 25, 2013

Tippling Club : Ryan Clift's Modernist Creations (And a Side-story)

The first time I heard the name was at Jakarta Culinary Festival and since then, I've always been curious with what he has got to offer to the dining scene. Sometime after that, Tippling Club was ranked #12 in Miele's top restaurants in Asia. Arnold Poernomo seems to praise him a lot on his tweets. And I kinda trust his taste. In short, curiosity maxed out the food geek in me.

It was the first (and probably the only) thing I requested to Miss Googler. Glad that she's just as adventurous, so after an uber-healthy breakfast, we took a cab to Dempsey to have some tippling time.

This place bleeds hipster.

From the choice of venue to how they set the dining experience, it is an epitome of independent thinking and an act of counter-culture in a way. I see Ryan Clift's quirkiness stamped here and there. He removed tablecloths from the equation, have the patrons sit in one counter facing the kitchen, and made an artsy alcoholic Disneyland on top of your head. He differs himself as "fine dining without the snobbery."



Alcohol Disneyland



I love the fact that Tippling Club is placed in an almost hidden spot behind the fancy strip of restaurants in Dempsey. It is surrounded by woods, yes the kind you'd see in Johnny Depp's Secret Window. We even spotted a squirrel running from one tree branch to another, but it was too quick to be captured. I felt like a child up in my own treehouse, having fun with my friends. The atmosphere is warm, but the people behind the kitchen were not. When we started the lunch, they looked tense in a way. Good thing, they still serve great dishes.

Potato Vichyssoise


We had three amuse-bouche courtesy of the house. First was potato vichyssoise with caviar and dill flower on top. Served in a tiny plastic container, it was a bit awkward to suck it in one go. Creamy texture with light sweet salty flavor. It's like Mario Bros level one. Easy palate starter.

The second amuse-bouche was chef interpretation of Singapore curry. Served with puffed rice and curry leaves. It packed all the flavor of a curry, the spiciness, the aroma all in one small glass. Bravo.


Smoked & Chalked Pepper with Soy & Wasabi Sauce


The last was smoked and chalked pepper with soy and wasabi sauce. It was my favorite because it took me by surprise. Despite of the seemingly disturbing burnt chalk aroma, the smoked pepper was pleasing for the tongue. Eating it with a tweezer was a plus. It was also my least favorite because I couldn't feel the wasabi, or maybe the soy's saltiness overthrow it in a way. Asked the waiter about it, he said it was meant to be like that to wake up the palate. Good excuse, but true in a way.

Sipping on the wine while waiting for the next course to arrive, conversation and giggles started. Miss Googler mentioned that everyone behind the counter was so attentive when I took every meal to a spot next to the window to take a good picture of it. She also noticed the 'what-a-weird-guy' look on their rolling eyes. Words on the street, photo-taking was once not allowed inside Tippling. That might be it.

I did not backed down though. Here comes the mains.

Heirloom Carrot Gnocchi


Heirloom carrot gnocchi. Made from concentrated methylcellulose and carrot juice, I can see the effort but it still a bit too soft compared to real gnocchi. Served with carrot stock and garnished with compressed heirloom carrot and chervil stems, it is good but definitely not the best that we had that day.

Lobster Risotto


Risotto with lobster, and white truffle. All inspiring cast, but the sum of it is less than the value of each ingredients taken individually. Or maybe I'm just not a risotto guy.



We forgot what this fish was but it was awesome. On Miss Googler's note, "One thing that strike my palate is sweetness. I was expecting this dish to be savory. The texture was a good contrast between the yellow puff thing and the fish." 

Somewhere along this time, we started to see a change in the chef / waiters attitude. Previously, it was more or less one-liner conversation with them telling us what's in the meal, and they did it so fast I couldn't even catch up with my notes. But somehow they become more attentive and chatty. They began to ask how's the meal so far, then carefully explains what makes the dish different and even shared the technique they used. Turns out while I was taking photo, Miss Googler spills it to them that I'm a foodblogger. Aha! She had quite a big laugh seeing how it shocked them, and thus the change of events. As for me, I thanked her for giving me a story to tell. =D

The lunch just get better and better. Not only because of the special treatment, but we're approaching the end of the saga, and that means: dessert!

Prior to that, another amuse-bouche was served. A meteorite as it appear to be, but it was actually a sorbet. Blood peach meteorite as they call it. I love it. If they would sell this in supermarket, I'd buy them and snack it while watching movies. But on Miss Googler's distinctive tongue, it did not 'explode' as she expected it to be. Also, way too freezing, definitely not for those with sensitive teeth.

Blood Peach Meteorite

Deconstructed Pear Tartin


Deconstructed pear tartin 2009. Mock pear made from gel coated sorbet, sitting on cinnamon pastry crumbs and caramel sauce. Miss Googler chose this, and judging from the smile on her face she enjoyed this, especially being a big fan of ice cream and its sisters. I also think this is a definite winner. A creative approach in dividing the ingredients of a tartin into its elements, and letting the brown butter sorbet stood out among the rest.

Interpretation of Dempsey Hill


Interpretation of Dempsey Hill. A forest like dessert with dark chocolate trees, kaya pandan cake that crumbles in your mouth and sweet-sweet mousse. Too good to be true. It has everything I asked for in a dessert. Texture wise, flavor wise, plus it was a feast to the eyes as well.

All in all it was a tippling lunch. A wonderful first experience. I'd definitely be back if they have new menus in play. And when I do, I wouldn't miss their cocktail pairing next time. You've made quite an impression, Ryan. Thank you too, Miss Googler, for making the lunch worth of remembrance.

Cheers to more stories to come,

Fellexandro Ruby
Food Photographer / Storyteller

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Tippling Club 
8D, Dempsey Road
Singapore

Ph: 64752217
http://www.tipplingclub.com

Open for dinner Monday to Saturday. Lunch on Saturday only.
SGD 55 for Saturday Lunch
SGD 145 - 230 (Lunch - Dinner) for five course classic menu.


Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Toast Box Singapore : Quickie a-la Modern Kopitiam

It is almost impossible to not noticing this particular food franchise. Its one of the first things I see when I reached Singapore's uber-convenient airport, its also one of the last things I see there when I was about to leave, and its simply present in every malls I went into.

Later on I found out, that Toast Box is another brand from Bread Talk group along with Food Republic, Din Tai Fung, Ramen Play, and many others. I suppose it is only natural to get a bit inquisitive after knowing this, plus the fact that the joint is usually crowded with people. 

I decided to start my day here one morning. Eggs, kaya bread, and coffee. The usual breakfast-of-a-champion trio. 

I must say all three served me well. 




The kaya bread with that slice of thick butter sandwiched in between is the best out of the pack. It reminds me of Bangi Kopitiam here in Jakarta and their signature Malacca Portuguese Toast. This one however, carry a less intense sweetness, and minus the toasted-crunch feel of its contender. The coffee was equally good, enough caffeine to kickstart my sleepy eyes, and enough milk to satisfy my sweet tongue. 



Ambience wise, I'd still go for local hawker style kopitiam. Toast Box and its modern design has stripped that quaint feel off. But I suppose people come here for speed and convenience. I spent almost half an hour here, and some of the people who were queueing behind me has left earlier. Its a good problem for Toast Box, eh? 

I guess its just perfect for a morning quickie. (whatever that means to you) ;) 

PS: My next Sin-cia-po post would be on Miele's #12 Top Asia Restaurant. Dare to make a guess? Stay tuned. 

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Find Toast Box at: 

Changi Airport Terminal 2. 
Vivo City
Wisma Atria
Raffles City
Centre Point Orchard
313 Somerset
Bugis Junction 


Monday, April 8, 2013

Thunder Tea Rice : What Keeps Singaporean Youthful, Maybe.




I could never know its existence, let alone tasting it, if not for two beautiful coincidence. Well I don't really believe in coincidence, let's just say the universe was conspiring to let me taste it.

One, I consider myself lucky to have a Googler (who happens to be quite a foodie herself) as my food safari compadre. Two, we supposed to have one of her favorite breakfast but the stall was closed. The next thing I know, we are already at the front of this comic-sounded-stall. Seriously, Thunder Tea could easily be a superhero's name. Obviously, his super power would be his healing ability with herbs and teas. Well, lets not let imagination carry us away. 

This Hakka specialty dish though have a super power of its own. Created during the Qin dynasty, it is said to have helped Chinese soldier fight the plague at the time and eventually energize them to win the war. Their sign board and pamphlet claim that the dish can help to lower cholesterol, remove body toxic, strengthen immune system, ease digestion, combat flu, and most importantly maintain youth and beauty.

Ain't that awesome? 



It's no miracle work though. If you look at the ingredients, you'll figure it out fast that Thunder Tea Rice is one healthy dish. Made from 7 types of veggies (Chye Sim, Romaine Lettuce, Manicai, Kailan, Thai Basil, Mint Leaves, French / Long Beans) it is only natural that it contain high amount of fiber and low dose of calories or fat. Mix it with the brown rice, then your healthy does is doubled. 

But how about the taste? 

Awkwardly uncommon. 

I suppose it is one of those food that you either love it or hate it. I'm sorry to say, it would take a heavy amount of adaptation to get used to this, especially if you eat it they way the locals do. Yes, the green soup is meant to be poured over right into the bowl of rice. The problem is, the taste is still manageable (although rather bland) until you pour the green potion. It has a very herbal grassy flavor and a hint of green tea. Have you ever had a wheatgrass juice at Boost? That. 




However, being a true Indonesian, our eyes easily shine bright like a diamond upon seeing the red liquid thingy. Chili sauce for the rescue! I have to admit, the hero that morning was the chili. Without it, I wouldn't even eat half of it. At the end, I left about a quarter of the dish unfinished. I gave up. 

Did I regret the SGD 3.50 I spent? 

Not at all. For me the joy is not in the taste, but in venturing out and trying new stuff. Plus, I think I've grown a tad more good looking and youthful the morning after. =p Plus, like I've said many moons before "who you eat with is just as important as what you eat."

More discoveries coming! Stay tune to find out where Miss Googler took me to next. ;)

Until then, munch on my tweets @Wanderbites

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Thunder Tea Rice 
Lau Pa Sat Stall No. 12 
18 Raffles Quay 
(Drop off at Raffles Place MRT)


Monday, April 1, 2013

Best Macarons in Singapore? Meet Bonheur Patisserie




How can you resist this sign board? Not only does it says the best macaron in town, it has also been featured as well by the famous Lady Iron Chef. It was a no-brainer decision to drop by even though my belly was quite full due to enormous food feast just a few hours earlier. For a moment I forgot my sole purpose of heading to Duxton Road was to find a bookshop called Littered With Books.

The venue is easily an eye pleaser, especially for the ladies. Dominated with white, from walls to furnitures, it gives a clean chic feel to it. Being a sucker for sweet stuff, I almost ordered all of the available variety of macarons, when common sense (read: price tag) slapped me in the face. They are not actually cheap, aren't they?

I randomly picked their salted caramel, yuzu, and dark chocolate macaron.

Salted Caramel / Dark Chocolate / Yuzu (SGD 3/piece)



Out of the three, my favorite would be their salted caramel, it has the familiar taste of cooked sugar, the soft crunch of the flat base, and the dash of saltiness. Look at the beautiful feet! It's a just-right combo for me.

The dark chocolate is a crowd pleaser with the right balance of cacao, and not too sweet. Having the yuzu was a beautiful coincidence. Its strong soury citrus flavor made a good alternative in between the two sweeter option.





All in all, it was a distraction well worth my time.

I'd definitely pay this place another visit, especially after hearing the story of passion from one of the owner herself. And when it happens I'll give their selection of cakes a try. Now, is it really the best? Well, until I've tried all patisserie in Singapore, I'd say its one the best yet.

Until then, snack on my tweets & keep updated on my twitter @wanderbites. ;)

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Bonheur Patisserie
70 Duxton Road,
Singapore
Ph: +65 6221 1148


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