Food you'd sell your right arm for

There are very few things better than a chat over cake and tea. High Tea is no exception.
To ring the end to her green years, the March Hare decided this was the go. And what a good call it was: the food was so gorgeously presented.
















Mad Hatter has gone vegetarian... so she indulged in some of this crustini with avocado and tomato. Too bad the little cherry toms were highly juicy, leading to a semi-explosion that was thankfully contained to spraying the plate of yours truly. Perhaps a reason to not bring me to have dinner with the queen. Then again, I doubt it's the only thing that's shot in her eye, the old minx.















Aren't these just ADORABLE?! Oh almost too good to eat. They were teeny as well, which made them even more delightful.















Oh and despite feeling full, one could not pass on these little tarts which truly lived up to their name. Not too sweet or sour, I don't think they could have made it any better! (as you can see, I had already made a mess on my plate -- enjoyed the food way too much!)


Until next time when gluttony takes the better of us, here is the Mad Hatter signing off. xx

Glutton? Who me? NEVER!

Sweets are definitely one of the reasons I am alive...














Being a Hong Konger, I don't need to go particularly far here... everyone goes mental for the humble "daaan taaa" (egg tart). Yes, carry on with the elongated 'a's. Your reaction shall be similar, an ooh or an ahh escaping your lips. This was unfortunately at yum cha and not at the famous Egg Tart King's hole in the wall... the same man who converted ex Governor Chris Patten to the cult local following of this humble snack.



Cupcakes are good too. They bring me back. I think of times when I was a kid eating garishly coloured treats with sprinkles of 100s and 1000s - chocolate buttons - m&ms... ahh. Those really were the days. A lifetime of diabetes did not really seem to come up on the kiddy radar. This was a fortunate find the other day, I was super grateful the woman had sticky date (have a real penchant for it). It was absolutely more-ish and my friends looked on with a mixture of envy and disgust that I could be eating something so sweet as my first meal of the day... CUPCAKES ARE FOR ANY/EVERY OCCASION.


And of course, best for last. Brekkie one day at Pancakes on the Rocks. I ordered myself a more sinful stack than my usual pancake and scrambled egg combo. No regrets what so ever. I wasn't too crazy about the grilled banana (I like my fruit fresh) but the toffee sauce and the cream and icecream melting from the heat of freshly flipped pancakes, the buttery aroma intoxicating... ahh! It was heaven... on a plate.

I do hear from my Yankee friends that Australian pancakes are sweeter to what they have at home. I say, if you crack on to a good thing, stick by it!

Weasel poo (coffee) is good for you

Well rested from a brief interlude in Singapore, I reclined in the cushy sofas of a non-descript cafe in Changi airport with my cup of coffee. No, fear not, I have not let coffee overtake my undying love of tea -- I needed a perk and there were certain buzzwords that caught my eye.

The Vietnamese love their coffee and there was some on hand, delectably called "enzyme coffee".

Intrigued (and startled slightly by the price, around $10 AU a cup) I had to try.

Furnace of tin, sealed, I was curious to see what was inside...

Looks a little gross doesn't it?


The premise behind weasel coffee is that the beans get a richer taste after passing through the digestive tract of this animal. Another... drink for thought when you sip your cup of Joe.

Looks may be deceiving. It was one of the best coffee experiences I've ever had.


Ever yours, MH

I have found it!

The Ricotta Cheesecake, I have finally found (and subsequently devoured) it!

Fantastic little Greek place I went to for a friends birthday today. Really lovely staff and a really comfy setting, my friend and I were eyeing the revolving plates of cakes behind the glass box straight from the beginning. Forget lunch, dessert here we come!!

There were about 2 dozen cakes on the menu, and it was quite difficult to decide which we wanted, and even after making everyone else choose ones that I myself wanted to eat, there were still some that were left out :(

Let's start with the..

Strawberry Cheesecake- Apparently this cake had won some International Gold Award for best cheesecake, and for good reason. Honestly, I have never had cheesecake that has had such a wonderfully smooth texture with the right amount of cake to topping ratio. 7.5/10

Baked Mars Bar cake- I guess it sounds a bit low brow, but this cake was AMAZING. The combination of cheesecake with mars bar is quite possibly the best match up since cheese and crackers. 9.5/10

Ricotta cheesecake- You know what, after the baked mars bar cake, the ricotta cake actually failed to deliver. It was amazng, different to other cheesecakes I've had, but was not the favourite of the day. The pastry base was also a little too thick and was not completely delicious. 8/10

Thursday = Hump Day Treats

Saturday: drinking T2 Green Rose; feeling: like a procrastinator

I have been quite lazy on the blogging front, as well as behind in munching the normal amount of crap The March Hare and I are famous for. Basically, it has been a week in chocolate: mint patties + way too many m&ms + la bella cioccolata instant hot chocolate = it is clearly "that time" again.

However, I did have the pleasure of checking out an elusive club at a friend's party, Mars Lounge. Not only did the red interiors with the minimalistic-futuristic sofas get to me, but so did the cocktail list.

I'm a martini girl through and through - I love the fruitinis and gourmand-sweet-as-sin variety. However I was enticed by the following:


Setting me back a hefty $16 (ouch) was the Bella Rouge. Like the vixen the name suggests, it was irresistible. An explosion of strawberries, raspberries, mulberries & bacardi, layered with chocolate liqueur. It was like lust in a glass (no jokes!). On par with a time MH was a bit younger... and had her first taste of a strawberry daiquiri in a glass covered in molten chocolate. So obviously, I had to take a photo.

Until next time, adieu, MH.

The elusive cheesecake

For those of you who are already fans of the humble cheesecake, this will prove to be most exciting.

A friend of mine (M) directed me to the 'Italian Ricotta Cheesecake'. This was a good year or so ago. Since then, the cake has proved diffucult to locate in any are apart from the far-away land M referred to. For someone with no vehcle to travel in, this means a hot train ride, plus an over-crowded bus.

This post is to draw everyone's attention to the fact that the March Hare and Mad Hatter will endeavour to find and consume said cake soon. We welcome you to follow the quest.

Those baking-inclined are welcome to make their own versions and show us, but photos should come complete with detailed descriptions of taste.

A Cup to End All Wars

I'm not a fan of the British colonialists, but I think they instilled an important tradition upon finding out that tea leaves brewed in hot water actually are pretty awesome, that the time out for a cuppa is oh so very special.

The Chinese and Indians were on to something when they brewed the naturally growing leaves as an alternative to water purification -- the Europeans can have their beer, tea has way more antioxidants anyway.

In a very obtuse way this sums up why there is so much to love about tea. Tea was such a coveted substance that people would be rolling in cash for procuring it en masse... lots of stress involved, a bit ironic now that we drink to unwind.

As you can see in the photo, an oldie but a goodie: Irish Breakfast, complete with a tea bag holder on the cup, which is a mad invention MH Esquire approves of muchly.


The Mad Hatter has always advocated in a convoluted manner that drinking tea is good for you... surely this is one way that yours truly can keep their volatile moods and crazy tendencies in check, though rest assured, I am still mad.





This blog shall hereby document the adventures of the Mad Hatter and the March Hare in the realm of all that is edible and drinkable.