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People who love chocolates are my friends.
In love with a man named Max
Friday, November 19, 2010 || 2:27 pm
Was finally able to visit this not so hidden gem, plonked strategically in the middle of South Bank. It could just have been a scene from the movies. Crowded walkways, buzzing of tourists bargaining with merchants, shrilling kids, really excited, complete with this man on a unicycle balancing on a tightrope metres above. I might as well be in the streets of Paris ( pronouced as Par-ree instead of PA-RIIS, because it was fantastic like that) in Summer.
The smell of melted chocolate floated dreamily surrounding me, beckoning us to enter this haven.
There was a theme but I didnt get it, all I know is I feel safe, comfortable, happy in this place. Maybe and most probably it was because I just finished the exams, and this was the time to relax.
I couldnt have said it better myself- Chocolate is good for you.
Awesome banana crepe. The creamy banana inside was enveloped with hazelnut cream which was so smooth, it lingered then melted. The sensation was unforgettable. Call me bias, but don't ask a chocolate lover to talk about chocolate. I'll be frustrated. If you want truth, or something annoying, ask Mung.
The waffle was dreamy. I wish I dreamt of waffles this chewy while crisp instead of vampires trying to kill me. The only complaint I could give was, WHY DIDNT I HAVE MORE BEFORE COMING BACK! and why did my waffle have no extra pot of chocolate!!