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A stream of Campari speedily rushed groundwards, sizzling with a light splash as a partly-filled mixing tin caught its fall. That final pour was then swiftly followed by a clattering hail of ice cubes before the gentle prodding of a metal swizzle stick into the container.
Continue reading “10 Negroni in Singapore that you have to sip on”
I remember being entranced by the luxurious sweeping vistas over the Singapore skyline when I first visited Smoke & Mirrors. Seeing the MBS, Esplanade, and Singapore Flyer illuminated during golden hour in all their majesty. Continue reading “Smoke & Mirrors”
The best way to describe NOST at Ann Siang Hill: It’s the perfect home-dining experience not found in a home. As conflicting as it sounds, the fledgling concept is a gastrobar that melds informality and refinement together remarkably.
Buona Vista has always been a bit of a neglected area when it comes to food — very few establishments in the vicinity are brought up when it comes to the debate for the best restaurants or best cafes in Singapore, at least not until you travel a bit further up to the Ghim Moh area.
Look what the cat dragged in: It’s Cat Bite Club, the newest speakeasy bar at Duxton that coincidentally is the baby of one Jesse Vida. Continue reading “Cat Bite Club”
A recent foray into Boon Tat Street had my gaze arrested by one particularly swanky new establishment: the modish White Shades.
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If mixology is an art, Jigger & Pony can be seen as Singapore’s pre-eminent gallery for fine cocktail arts. This institution is a cornerstone of Singapore bar history — many of today’s top bartenders can be traced back to the storied speciality bar.
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Not all that glitters is gold. Nonetheless, Atlas’ splendour is pure bliss for the senses. It’s not an audacious claim to say that no other bar in Singapore is as recognisable as the Parkview Square anchor unit with all its gilded majesty.
Unit number 69 — nice. A foray into Stay Gold Flamingo’s Amoy Street shopfront may initially feel like a catfishing experience. The amiable cream walls, complimented by a smattering of auburn accents and an array of voguish floral arrangements, barely utter a hint of dive bar irreverence.
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Jouncing with a frenetic rhythm, an icy avalanche rung out with lyrical resonance as each wrist flick sent them flying through hollow metal receptacles. As soon as the frenzy subsides, a mellifluous transition guides the mouth of the container, mesh strainer now affixed, to the rim of a chilled glass and the concoction rushes in to fill the concave bed. Behold, the first cocktail of the service at Bar Stories.
