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Toast Box

Saturday.

Life is like a toast. The first minute you have your piece its all crunch but then again, when time passes by and you let it on its on, it becomes stale and hard. Life is like a toast everything is always good in the beginning but when you stay for a place for too long, even though you love that place and is so attached to it, it ends you up dreading the day you opted to stay.

Before watching the movie Hansel and Gretel: the witch hunters, me, the boyfriend, and mi sister had a little 1 hour to eat our hearts out before the movie time, so we went to Toast Box.

Toast Box is originally from Singapore, established in 2005. Its concept came from coffee shops from the 60s to the 70s where breakfast included a cup of coffee coupled with freshly toasted bread. Toast Box now has branches all over Asia - Malaysia, Thailand, China and the Philippines.
I was totally craving for my comfort food curry and hainanese chicken so i ordered that for everybody.
TOAST BOX

Cute Counter with a little peep hole

Homey chairs eh? except for the groups by the couch..i hate it when they talk so loud. 

and the main star... HAINANESE CHICKEN with Chili, Ginger thingy and the Awesome soy

Chicken Curry Overload


Check out the drinks they have, the first one is the Ginger Lemon juice something which the boyfriend ordered, i tasted it and its as if you are sipping a dozen leaves in your mouth... the second one is the MILO dinosaur which obviously is like a playground in your mouth (p.s it totally makes you reminisce your childhood moments of eating the milo powder without water) and last but not the least is the lemon frizz, which taste like ginger ale with mint and lemon.

and they sel this cute HAINANESE KAYA with HONEY bottles


All in all i had fun and eating and the ambiance was homey..i like the white chair, the feel of the couch, the yellow-white-ish lighting, the girly chandelier and the smell of the toast in your background...so yeah, check it out and battle your cravings for singaporean food.

TOAST BOX (ROBINSONS, ERMITA)

So, what are you waiting for, go get a piece of your toast.

Love, 

N

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