Day 17: Dim Sum and one last Roti Prata for the road

I miscalculated the time we'd be leaving, and so the 18 day food immersion will only be 17 days. Perhaps time IS merciful. Brunch was dim sum with friends. A fun time of conversation and multiple small dishes. Your basic fair of soups, dumplings, fish, shrimp, pork and numerous desserts. No photos needed. It was time well spent eating and talking and laughing.

In the evening, we thought one last prata was in order, so we took the 66 bus and headed down to the Indian food court, choosing Al-Aleem and his yellow plastic seats.

We ordered roti prata, mutton curry, cockles, chicken tikka, and mee goreng with egg. It held more trip nostalgia than culinary goodness and that's OK. It was warm outside, and the tea tarek was delicious for our final night. Singapore put my tummy through a virtual triathlon of Chinese, Malay, and Indian foods. I have to go home now and let my exhausted stomach lining rest and recover from the Everest-like climb atop Singapore's pile of culinary delights. Will I ever recover? Only time will tell. Goodbye Singapore. I ate you up and you spit me out. Touche!