Who knew that you do not have to go to Singapore to visit Sentosa? Okay, perhaps that was a lame joke. Let me do the introduction again. A friend told me that he went to Sentosa (the restaurant) a few months ago to celebrate his birthday and said that the food there was pretty good. I actually did not notice the new restaurant before as I hardly go to the 6th floor ever since I discovered Pages Deli and became addicted to it.
As much as possible, my grade school (yes, elementary) friends and I try to meet up at least once a year and the most interesting thing is that nothing seemed to change. (Well, except for the fact that they now bring their special someone with them while I carry a paper bag fresh from a store. Jenga was my date that night.) I’m just glad that we all stayed as friends.
When two of my friends finally confirmed, I instantly suggested that we try Sentosa for (1) I heard a good review about it and (2) it might be something worth blogging.
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| We got complimentary sweetened nuts while waiting. |
Rule #1: Do not let me hold the menu.
