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When its not small enough, there's Chinatown, Little Vietnam, Little India, Little Italy. Would we ever have a signature of our own? How about a tiny Australia? The true taste of the wild; not withholding, have a loin of kangaroo, stout braised, braised crocodile casserole, or kangaroo rendang. Catch your whole host of safari animals. The bizarre display. The House of Robert Timms.
Aussie's clotted and cream and glazed. But not so, there's a smear of colour there- rainbow, yes, in such uncomplicated yellow (?), brown (?), purple (?), red (?), pink (?), green (?). Torrent from the macaroons.
To think the mirage of paradise could be reproduced. The Classic (Macaroons)(rainbow)- in rose and lavender and choc mint and mango. Rainbow would not be stitched, without any one of the four in the quadruple.
Choc Mint (SGD 6.00)
The colour of your salads. Telling, the pastry has a cripsy cookie shell, appropriately set, and the ice-white buttercream plenty, grand where the filling is substantial and not leaving sad pockets with you languishing a waste. A frosty floral of mint goes on the white, but a sweet ending, definitely.
P.S. You'd want to try them all (rainbow)- rose and lavender and choc mint and mango, but it's a misfortune. They are too big to swallow for a rainbow.