Once again I had to steal from my partner’s plate. My white carrot cake was not as tasty as the black one he ordered. For those who don’t know, the black version is sweetened with sweet soy sauce. And if you don’t know what carrot cake is, this is not the cake you have pictured. It’s a local dish fried with radish and eggs. When I was a kid, I didn’t even know that the Western Carrot Cake existed. I only knew of butter, marble or sponge cake. Call me swakoo, but I always thought who would ever want a cake with a vegetable as an ingredient? But the real name of our local carrot cake is Chai Tau Kway (its of Teochew origin but modified along the way to become uniquely a Singapore/Malaysia dish).
Anyhoo most people order the black version, going by what I observed around me and even this famous foodie prefers the black one. This is the second time I insisted on white carrot cake and ended up not liking it as much. Even when B asked – are you sure? I really have short term memory.
The way yummier black carrot cake.
The stall is at Bedok Hawker Centre which is extremely crowded on a Saturday, and we were lucky to find a seat. The actual name of the stall is Song Zhou Luo Bo Gao, but I know it visually from it’s corner location facing the car park.
The aunty doing the frying looks very skilled. Makes me wonder what will become of Singapore when the younger generation does not take over the traditional business. Will all our hawker cuisines disappear. That’s why I love promoting hawker stalls as I hope they will always remain as part of the Singapore scene. And of course, because most hawker food is delicious and cheap to boot.
There is still a S$2 char siew rice at this hawker centre. I want to try it one day.
Actually so much here that I need to try. The Malay stalls are drawing me too. B was recommending the mee rebus which he loves and pointed out the long queue to me at Inspirasi Stall. I googled and found that it’s famous for Soto Ayam as well.
I always resists bandung – it’s too sweet and I know how to make it myself. But the pink sure is pretty. I love this brand of canned lychees too.
I caved in and got old style cream bun. It’s a simple bun filled with butter cream. B thinks it’s gross but it was part of my childhood growing up and still tastes the same. One of those nostalgia things. Also had a ginger tea. The ginger was strong but the tea was a tad too sweet.
And there’s the famous Tiong Bahru Pau.
Bicycle parked against a government sign.