I went with significant other to the Marshe on Saturday. The place was relatively packed but we were sitted quite fast.
For those of you who have no idea what the Marshe is, it's this
upmarket western food place
where you go around these stalls that are cooking food and you order what you want. Kind of like an expensive food court.
Food wise they have fresh fruits, fresh juice, various kinds of steaks, fried sausages, fried veges, rosti, fresh salads, pasta, pizza, assorted drinks and cheese fondue.
We went around the marketplace and ordered hawaian pizza, caesar salad and a cheese bun. It didn't take long and soon enough we collected all the food and began dinner.
This was when things started going wrong.
The pizza crust was hard and dry, the chicken on the pizza tasted like putrefied pureed regurgitated chicken organs, the mushrooms had no smell and the olives were flat.
The salad wasn't as much as a disaster but the romaine lettuce were dry and looked like the had spent the better part of a week inside a fridge. I had no idea where they got the croutons because instead of rebaked or sauteed seasoned bread, I got zombie rock hard flat as sawdust bread.
The saving grace was actually the cheese bread which was just right, not too moist, not too dry and cheesy without being overwhelming.
At the end of the night I felt cheated, probably will be giving that place a miss for a while, or at least until they clean up their act.
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
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