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FOODIE ADVENTURE E02

I finally had time to go on yet another foodie adventure and this time, thanks to the cousin's suggestion, I went to Nana's Green Tea located on the third floor of Plaza Singapura's new wing. (-:

I didn't try any of their main dish since I had dinner at The Soup Spoon instead but Alicia tried their Locomoco Don and said it was pretty good. Its beef, by the way, which pretty much explains why I didn't try it for myself.

Amanda and I tried their Matcha & White Pearl Parfait while Alicia had Berry Parfait.


I personally enjoyed my dessert but Alicia didn't quite like hers. The berries were really sour and when you reach the middle layer of whiteness (which would inevitably be mixed with your berries) just began to taste like yoghurt.

There's probably a reason why they're known for their green tea because my matcha ice-cream didn't fail me. The azuki (red bean) was really authentic as well. It was a balanced mixture of red bean and green tea all in one. Right at the bottom of the glass is their traditional kanten jelly which is tasteless on its own but goes really well when you eat it with the ice-cream. The whiteness in the middle actually tasted like vanilla ice-cream so it was double goodness for me.

Anyway, it was a treat from Amanda so I'm not really sure of the pricing. If I remember correctly, it would be around $11.90. Might sound a bit pricey but I think its worth a try nonetheless. :-)

We also received rather good service! Didn't have to wait for long for the waiter to serve us. I was really satisfied. I didn't really like the ambience. It was too... orangey for my liking but I guess it was quite a warm feeling still.

As usual, I forgot to take a picture with the cousins. :-( I always tell myself to take photos with Amanda when we hang out (since every meeting is precious to me) but I always forget.

Oh well! Shall make myself feel better since they're coming over tonight for some drinks! ♡

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