Keystone

Lyn L Kang

Since the hubs and I work relatively near each other, sometimes we have lunch dates. Most of these dates are at one of the crowded, zero ambience, heartland ambience hawker centers, with cheap but good food.

However, occasionally, when there is a special occasion (birthday or anniversary), we break the piggy bank and go to someplace NICE. Lunchtimes are good, because it does not obligate us to any other caregiver, who’d have to take on extra duties in the evenings or on weekends.

This occasion was slightly different. It was my prize of a treat for winning the “Guess-the-By-Election-margins” game. We had both predicted that the wrong party would win, but my guess on the percentage of votes that the two smallest parties would gain, was eerily close. (wooots!)

So to Keystone it was.

Keystone is a small dining establishment that’s a little formal. We’ve been there once, when there was an ongoing offer. We thought there’d be a Palate promotion, but realised after settling in that it was no longer. Oops. But we ordered the set lunches anyway. 
This was the charcoal bread with a bit of rosemary within. The butter had little black sesame seeds on it. Freshly baked, so the waitress says.  It was nice and warm when we tucked into it.
The amuse bouche. Very yummy. 
For starters, I had the pork belly with a dask of tomato puree. 
The hubs had scallops with bacon strips stuck in. How sinful. 
His main was chicken breast (poulet, they had to call it) stuffed with mushrooms, basmati rice and a small portion of chicken thigh, prepared in a different sauce. 
I had the atlantic cod, which was small but delicious. 
For dessert, the hubs opted for their citrus concoction with meringue and coconut sorbet. 

I chose the chocolate bar with vanilla ice-cream and mint tea gel.

I asked if their restaurant’s name tied in with the black slates that they served almost all their food on.  The knowledgeable waitresses (who could explain each ingredient on each dish well) said it was somewhat related.  They explained that only the mains were on heated stone though.

Overall, it was a great break from the usual routine.  It transported us quite far away from the office atmosphere, and was a refreshing venue to have some quiet conversation. We probably won’t be going back anytime soon, since the cost nagged at our consciences.  Guess there are many more good causes on which we could spend this kind of money!

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