Monday, September 25, 2006
Vue De Monde
Jess, Mil and myself are suffering from post-VDM syndrome en masse. Everything we put in to our mouth just doesn't taste good enough after our gastronomical exploration to the sacred Vue De Monde. Who would want to have Cadbury when they've just had Godiva? We need a few more days to recover from this food-fussy condition, not to mention the as big as more than one-and-a-half weeks' rent hole in my pocket - all in the name of good-food quest.
VDM has taken me to the next level in my dining experience, offering the finest in food and service. Food was prepared with flair, finesse and personalized attention. I wasn't too amazed by the first couple of courses that I had but things just got better through out my eleven courses of the gastronomes menu. It had totally swept me off my feet.
Foie gras tartlets were my favourite, with the mouth-watering sour apple skin to finish with, next to the apple puree (excuse me with my poor lexicon of food names). Actually, I claimed them to be my favourite after almost every other plates were finished. Even the blood orange lollipop covered with lemon jelly (which was to clean my tongue, of course) was my favourite. There's only a few that I didn't really "love it" but they were still very well done.
Then, *gasp* I've had the best souffle, ever, in my life, ever. By the ninth course, which was the last savoury course, I was already stuffed. After my cheese, I can hardly eat. Then the souffle was presented, it was too good to resist despite my difficulties in breathing. Before I've enough time to gather my thoughts, the mind-blowing Valrhona chocolate roll filled with smoked chocolate and rolled in puff pastry ‘cigar’ leaves was there giving me another quasi-orgasmic experience.
Other than what I've mentioned, my other favourites are the duck dish and the marron. Don't ask me the name of the dishes - too Frenchy too long too many jargons, bleh... All I know is the spontaneity of each perfectly blended in taste and texture courses had left me in zest, while longing for another awe-inspiring dish to take my breath away. Like I've been repeating myself throughout the five-hour dinner
I wish this will never end...
The service was impeccable without the uncomfortable formality. Very observant and friendly waitresses, not to forget the resourceful sommelier. Ever heard of the term "invisible waiter(ess)"? That's how they are at VDM - you know they are there providing you the best services yet you don't feel their existence to allow you to relax and enjoy the journey to the best (so far).
VDM is in fact an institution for any diners who are serious about food. Only disatisfaction I have - proximity of the tables. I don't like to hear and to be heard, of others and our conversation. Minus that, I was totally in love with our table - watching Mr Bennett and his fellow chef performing their magic on our food in the semi-open kitchen, right at my eye level.
Expensive? Yes. Worth the money? Every single cent! I know many around would roll their eyes upon hearing the amount one spent on food but trust me - that was totally worth it, no buts.