Soup Spoon....
I used to like it quite a bit. I mean, comforting ang moh soup in a fluffy pastry bowl. Yum!
But I guess things started to change a little when news of that tragically gruesome "worker-hack-supervisor-to-death-in-kitchen-of-raffles-city-branch" hit the news some years back. I think I remembered seeing blood-stained floor tiles, either on the TV or in the papers. And I decided maybe I don't need to have ang moh soup that often.
So it was several years later today that I went back to Soup chain to give it another go. And of course, the choice has got to be Boston Clam Chowder. Who doesn't love Clam Chowder?!
But... 4.5hrs after that soupy dinner, my stomach is still working hard to digest the creamy goo. Too thick... too gooey... too difficult for my intestinal enzymes to break down. It feels like there is some big mass of semi-jellified lump in my tummy... Argh.
It's either the Soup recipe has been overly souped up, or I've aged and can no longer take to clam chowder soup... What a tragedy.
2 comments:
wahahaha...!
the soup proved to be too gao3 for ur digestive system now har? hahaha..
yeah... too goey! maybe you can go try it out and then tell me if your younger stomach can take it better!
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