Marcy's
C'était très occupé car je viens de commencer un nouvel emploi. C'est grâce au long week-end que j'ai pu me reposer (et dormir plus...beaucoup plus). Alors que beaucoup de gens remplissaient leur long week-end avec plein d'activités, j'ai passé tout le week-end à dormir 😂 (et bloguer évidemment 😁😁)
Il y a une flexibilité de travail à la maison ici dans ce travail, mais comme je suis encore nouveau à ce poste, je dois "montrer mon visage" autour du bureau, me familiariser avec mes collègues, mon travail, avant de pouvoir passer au télétravail. Et donc pour le moment (et l'avenir prévisible), je dois aller au bureau (presque) tous les jours.
Travailler au bureau à part, le travail a été occupé avec de nombreux projets, et je n'ai donc pas eu de temps pour poursuivre mes projets personnels ... mes cours de français et de coréen sont en pause (je donc blogue maintenant pour pratiquer mes langues), et je ne pense que je puisse apprendre le tennis ou obtenir mon handicap de golf d'ici la fin de l'année. En fait, ma vie sociale est inexistante en ce moment aussi, car je passe tous mes week-ends à dormir mdrrr. Mais je sais que ça ira mieux quand je m'habituerai au rythme. Alors pour l'instant, j'aimerais bien travailler et m'intégrer dans ce travail (et aussi, hâte d'être au prochain jour férié)...Allez!!
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Friends will know this: I'm one of those ppl who preview a restaurant's menu before dining-in, see what sounds good, and pretty much have my choices set even before stepping into said restaurant. So, when I first perused Marcy's menu online, I have to confess: I wasn't exactly sold. Its brand of contemporary fusion seafood-based small plates didn't quite inspire. In fact, I was all ready to drive to Bedok, have some porridge for supper, after dinner at Marcy's.
But boy was I wrong about Marcy's. Just about everything we had was phenomenal. Good thing we left the ordering to my birthday twin Syl: she has a decidedly adventurous palate, and we typically benefit from her avid curiosity to try the novel. Another boon when we leave Syl to order: her tendency to over-estimate our appetites ensures none of us require supper thereafter.
What's remarkable about the food at Marcy's is how they marry the unexpected, yet still manage to retain that comfort factor. Like, you wouldn't think to put kimchi with mussels, and cook that adding cream and sherry, but somehow they did, and then you think, how did we all never think to do that before?? That said, my take is to stick with the seafood dishes (which make up 90% of the menu anyway), because while the meat dishes weren't bad, they weren't particularly memorable either.
The restaurant (Marcy's bills itself a bar too so maybe get a cocktail...or three if you're so inclined) is new-ish (it's been around a year or so) so it's still buzzy and cool, i.e. reservations are a must. Service may have been a little choppy (we never got any water despite requesting so twice) and harried (they looked understaffed, as with most places these days), but they were affable and cordial.
Dinner started off spectacularly with a refreshing Amberjack Tiradito ($26), or Peruvian ceviche as I like to call it, topped with Avruga caviar, and topped with sundream tomato. The sauce here was light, delicate, clear....so good, we asked for spoons to mop it up.
The Marcy's Crab Toast ($15) was a brilliant juxtaposition of the sweet: blue Manna crab, the salty: umami butter, and the tart: fresh chives and shallots, on warm buttery brioche.
The Negitoro Nduja Toast ($15) was an unusual but well-matched medley of Japanese chopped tuna off-cuts, and Italian spreadable spicy sausage nduja.
In a sea of standouts, this was perhaps 1 of the 2 most remarkable. The Spicy Clam Rockerfella ($24) with Calabrian chilli, Sichuan oil, and lime, was a riot of flavours, yet nuanced that the exquisiteness of the clams shone through.
We haven't had good mussels since New Zealand; the ones in SG are mostly awful, so we were elated when the Kinkawooka Mussels ($27), with kimchi and dry sherry, turned out fantastic. The mussels were meaty and fresh, while the sauce was the perfect foil with its bold heady creamy notes.
I would have never ordered the Rigatoni ($34) on my own because I'm no fan of offal (save for kway chap, bc kway chup is awesomesauce), but the tomato-based pasta was absolutely terrific. Both the octopus and beef tendon were cooked just so: soft with a slight chew, while there was just a hint of spice in the tomato and red wine sauce to give it a little pep.
I didn't think I'd like the raw red prawns in the Mafaldine ($34), but it set off the crisp fried spot prawn beautifully. The curry-esque sauce, reminiscent of local laksa, was lent a piquant lift with lime leaf slivers.
The Crispy-Scaled Seabream ($37), or amadai as we know it in the Chinese restaurants, served as a mellow backdrop to the fruity spicy notes of the aji amarillo beurre blanc, salty avruga caviar, fresh leek, and juicy gambone mushrooms.
The fragrant char of the Grilled Octopus ($44) and potatoes was tempered with fiery salsa macha, sweet chipotle, and crunchy curry leaves. A must-try.
The Iberico Pork Chop ($45), outfitted with a Parmesan tomato-half, was executed competently: lusciously pink and tasty even with the Californian olive chimichurri (bc it's got cilantro) put aside.
We ordered all of the desserts save for one, and the Pecan Pie Sundae ($16), a deconstructed confection with vanilla gelato, red miso caramel, and oat cookie crumb sprinkles, was our favourite. This comes a close second to all-time numero uno El Mero Mero.
Because it is so rare to find this in our side of the world, we had to order the Treacle Tart ($14). Also bc I love all things Harry Potter (notwithstanding the author's recent cancellation, well-deserved or not) Marcy's interpretation uses orange zest in lieu of lemon juice, and Greek yoghurt in place of clotted cream, but I liked how the discriminating sweetness was an exercise in restrain and mastery.
The Just Pistachio Gelato ($12) was made savoury with extra virgin olive oil and sea salt. Simplicity at its finest.
I have to confess, we ordered this primarily because of its name hur. The Millionaire's Shortbread ($14) was a cookie bar of dark chocolate ganache, caramel, shortbread, popping candy, and sea salt. While it didn't quite make us feel like a million bucks, it did evoke memories of Twix and Mars Bars after-school sugar-highs at the grandparentals.
Marcy's
39-40 Duxton Road
Tel: 9012 3747
Open Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Sundays from 5.30pm to 11pm;
Fridays & Saturdays from 5.30pm to 12midnight
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