yes, it’s true! ‘the apartment’ offers a unique concept of dining – eat in the various ‘rooms’ and sections of ‘the apartment’, like living room, kitchen, bedroom, and yes – bathroom! i’ll tell you more later.
‘the apartment’ at the curve, damansara was the venue for a long-overdue reunion of 3 classmates. we were friends since high school – the only 3 malays who took up english language and literature, so that sort off gelled us together. all of us enjoyed poetry, literature and theatre – and that was how we spent our night outings (at least, when they’re out with me!).
putri, a 6-month pregnant irda holding her daughter hannah, and me holding a sleeping kazim
we’ve gone our separate ways after school – having different sets of friends, building a family of our own and pursuing careers – but we stayed in touch, and remained good friends through the years.
the one thing i will never forget is how they were with me when my mak passed away. with my best friend niraku so far away in london, these two girls were there for me. mak passed away at midnight, they came that morning, and stayed the night.
in fact, i remember not eating a single thing for more than 24 hours, and only when they came, we went out to get a bite. i appreciate those moments when i shared tears with them, and for their time and care spent consoling me.
love them to bits!
…and we finally met up!
the venue is, yes - ‘the apartment’ on the ground floor of the western courtyard, the curve. the name of the place suggests exactly that – eating in a setting made to look like the inside of an apartment.
a hip, urban loft-apartment, i must say – one that fits more to mr. khairul’s taste. none of that flowery laura-ashley-like wallpaper, wooden flooring, or high armchairs against a bookcase filled with jane austen – that is more to my taste!
no, this ‘apartment’ is more manhattan than worchester! it doesn’t try to be homely – it just presents the idea that we’re eating in various rooms in an apartment.
and one of the ‘rooms’ available for dine in is the bathroom! weird, quirky and fun, right?
the cute white chairs and modern lighting
i LOVE the theme, but i personally think they can do lots more with the concept – have high-ceiling window panes with flower beds, a more elaborate living room with tv sets and arm chairs and a more traditional kitchen rather than just shelves with ketchup bottles and kitchen utensils.
nevertheless, the place looks great!
since kazim was sleeping, and i didn’t bring a stroller, we took a seat at the ‘bedroom’, complete with daybed (where we placed kazim). the daybed itself is simply cute – with white victorian style wrought iron frame, throw pillows and plush mattress.
kazim making himself at home on the daybed
okay, the place seemed fancy enough – how about the food then? did it match the awesome concept of the place?
we’ve had a very quick dinner at a&w hours earlier, so decided to stick to just desserts.
they offer variety – but not a lot of it. for example there’s cake – but not many choices of cakes. there’s parfait, but only with 2 types of fruits – you get what i mean?
oh, and the desserts all sound so fancy-fancy lah.
we ordered apple and pear crumble, served with vanilla ice-cream. too sweet for my taste! oh, and they could at least put something on the ‘crumble’ – it looks like kahfi had just squeezed some biscuit crumbs in a bowl!
we also ordered cheese cake. i LOVE cheese cake, but the simpler, the better. no excessive lemony taste, or thingamajigs in the cake, please! but this one has pineapples, and peaches in it. not a fan, but the cheese cake part itself is delicious. enough cheezy taste and just the right creamy texture to get me going for more bites.
and here’s our third dessert served in a tall glass – peach kiwi parfait – a combo of fresh fruits, sponge fingers and cream. loving it (tapi rasa macam bole buat sendiri!).
simple, yummy desserts – just enough for a sweet little reunion of old friends. the food is nothing to shout about – nice, edible, slightly boring, really – for a place with such a fun concept.
kiwi peach parfait
it was just plates of sweets, eaten over shared stories and gossips galore. till next year, my dearest friends. hope to see irda’s latest bouncing baby by then, and in time to see put off to do her doctorate, perhaps?
with put, and with her sister