The best time to write a food post is when you’re hungry.
Drool over your own photos, salivate at your words, die of hunger at your own hands.
Totally evil and masochistic.
So, today, I’m drooling over something which was already famous before I was born. (Really.)
It’s the Clementi Road Paper-Wrapped Chicken!
It doesn’t look very appetising in the picture but I assure you it tastes great. The bite-size chicken pieces are all tender and juicy as hell.
This delicacy can be found at a place called Union Farm Eating House, which serves a wide range of Chinese food. But everyone goes there mainly to eat the paper-wrapped chicken.
You’ll love the surroundings. It’s an old, rickety building sitting on a piece of kampong land boasting overgrown grass and granite pebbles that threaten to trip high-heeled ladies.
As you sit at your table waiting for your meal, you’ll be entertained by a neverending series of disturbing noises that sound like a cross between a baby crying and pigs in heat.
It is the sound of chickens getting slaughtered for your meal. Apparently.
That’s a bit sick but you’ll learn to tune out the sound and look forward to having a very, very fresh meal.
We also ordered this:
Super must-try sotong balls.
Very solid, very juicy, very tasty. But you must eat it while its hot before it loses its oomph.
I didn’t eat it right away, you see. While my friends were oohing and aahing and omg-ing about how the juice spurts out when you bite into each ball, I was busy photographing my food.
When I finally had time to take a bite, my response was, “So nice meh? Siao lah, you all. Normal only wat.”
And then they all started throwing peanuts and napkins at me.
“YOU MUST EAT IT WHILE IT’S HOT YOU DODO!!!”
Tsk tsk. Such violent friends have I.
Union Farm Eating House is at 435A Clementi Road. (It’s just beside the Singapore Institute of Management and very easy to find.)