Screw the economic downturn!

Dude, if you, like SSP, can only afford one expensive meal a year, make this the number ONE choice in your list!

The food, honestly, was orgasmic. The entire dining experience was life changing, beyond words, and almost criminal. How could anyone come up with something so special, so imaginative, so powerful, that every dish served made SSP believes that food can indeed be better than sex (esp. with Kay Parker!)

It has just been too long. Life was bland. Work f..king sucks, and food was just something to fill the stomach, until tonight. Hope was what SSP has felt, and joy was what SSP has almost cried.

Ladies and gentlemen, life is finally worth living, and food is finally worth eating.

Now, drama aside...

The ambience was suspect. You could have easily walked past 53, along Timbre, into SMU, across the road to Bugis Junction, walk further down Geylang Lorong 3, and then to Changi Coastal Walk without realising it. It was that nondescript.

Once inside, the timber ROUND tables and chairs were lagi more suspect. There were only 5 tables on the second floor. No decor, no music whatsoever. The lights were extremely bright, probably so that you can visually orgas at what you are eating but not so conducive if you are into some China/Viet veg romantic hanky-panky.

In short, 53 is very minimalist, very cliched. C'mon, naming a restaurant after its unit number!!! SSP became worried. Usually, such creative restaurants churn out shitty food at ripped-off prices. (HOW WRONG!)

Service was excellent. A bit fake (read: robots or cyclops) but still a whole lot better than many other rude door bitches. Very attentive and knowledgeable about the ingredients of the food. Good memory. After all, the tips at stake were extremely high (10% of S$500!!), so they take pains to explain every dish they put on your table.

Food wise, SSP could write a discourse.

1. Charcoal-cleansed chlorine-free ice water. Nuff said. You could see the charcoal floating in the glass container and wonder wtf the water didn't change colour!

2. Chicken skin biscuit snack in some sort of oyster dip. Sibei song. Crispy and not too salty. Better than keropok!

3. Another crunchy biscuit-sandwich-ham snack. Nice.

4. Buckwheat bread. Piping hot. Something different.

5. Some funny dish with wasabi/cheese/COMPRESSED watermelon, strawberry and tomato. Suspect at first but when tried, an instant sexplosion of flavours sexploded in the mouth. Hot, sour, sweet, sweet, sour, sweet, hot, sour, sweet OR all at one go... Dun orgas also cannot!

While recovering....

6. Lobster tail and tongue was served. This dish sent SSP into another orgasmic dimension. The portion was small but packed a punch. The meat was tender and fresh. Could kill for more but before SSP could do it..

7. Robot/cyclop served SSP with Lobster claw cum some funny edible bead-like jelly. What else to say...

8. After doing the twin lobsters, the pre-climax foreplay dish aka small-potato-plus-coffee-scrumbs-served-on-hotstone-with-vinegar-shallot almost brought SSP into a nirvana state.

Then, a palate-cleansing potato consomme.....

9. MAIN COURSE. Two rectangular slices of chicken breast served with cauliflower cooked in three ways. Heavenly.

Another palate cleansing barley malt drink....by this time, SSP was already high. He couldn't remember which dessert came first.

10. Chocolate mousse with Jerusalem artichoke with Indian mango sorbet OR some pear fruit yoghurt thingy. It didn't matter. Both did a wonderful job in completing the dinner.

When SSP thought it was all over...

11. Oolong tea and Gin-tonic gum were served. You gotto check this gummy thingy out. It's f..king unbelievable! SSP wonders if a single malt whiskey version is available....


It was a magical trip. SSP wouldn't have written this much at 2am if it wasn't.

This could be life changing.


Damage: S$500 for 2. Value? Go McDonald's.


SSP