Let’s review what I ate while visiting my parents, shall we? Most of these dishes have names that, if forced at gun point, I might try to pronounce. But since I’m not being forced to, I’m not even going to name them. I’m just going to describe them, and if you are so inclined you can include in the comments (if you know the names) what these dishes are called. Only in Chinese, okay?

Hot pot .. At a Japanese restaurant. For anyone not in the know, this is where the server brings a burner to your table and the soup, veggies and meat are cooked in front of you. In some cases you put the raw meat in yourself. I can’t remember if this was the case, as I had a plate of sashimi in front of me.

Fish (including the head), vegetables, fish balls, etc

And here it is. The sashimi dinner, which the kid devoured. The fish was really fresh.

Sashimi plate … or what’s left of it

We walked around some mall in Santa Anita. It had a carousel, play area AND a Sanrio store. As you can see it was a trip meant for the kid. Including lunch at the food court. She ate a slice of cheese pizza from as Sbarro. I went to Chipotle, of all places. Chicken bowl, without most of the non paleo stuff. I did add black beans and the guacamole, but man was it not exciting.

Food Court lunch: Chipotle chicken bowl, no rice, no cheese, no sour cream. No, really.

I showed the sign to my Dad so he had to try it. He had the won ton soup. He was not impressed.

Just because.

This was breakfast, talk about comfort food. Talk about sooo non-paleo.

Hot unsweetened soy milk, mixed with salty/pickled goodness, and a bread sandwich to dip. It is fried dough sandwiched within a toasted sesame seed bread. Seriously good.

On our first night there went ate out at a Chinese restaurant, no surprise. The meal itself was what I would expect from my parents ordering … Steamed ginger chicken, honey walnut prawns, string beans, crispy chow mein noodles. To top it off, the wait staff provided this at the end of the meal. It’s the thing I remember eating at the end of big, fancy, important meals as a kid.

It’s sweet, it includes beans and some kind of mushroom or funghi.

I fully expected to eat a lot of Chinese food when visiting the parents. Definitely did that. When we got back, nothing sounded better than some Kidd Valley. Mushroom burger.

Kidd Valley – Mushroom Burger – the not-so-ideal antidote to end my weekend in SG