It’s Friday afternoon again, thought I’d feature this lovely little hang-out at Ann Siang Hill, ideal for a lazy Sat/Sun afternoon or just one of those afternoons off.
Grab this off this LOVELY blog Sitting Wishing Eating. Wanted to do a post myself, but felt the pictures taken here captured the ambience perfectly.
K-Ki, No 7 Ann Siang Hill
I’m very bad at names. Pardon me if I have to ask your name twice. Someone told me about “K-ki” but I totally couldn’t remember who told me about this place.
To my understanding, K-Ki, which meant cakes in Japanese.
No. 7 Ann Siang. This is a stretch of road that I pass by often from my office to Ann Siang Hill. I always secretly hope that someone would take over that shop and change it into food eatery. Well, my secret wish came true. The folks from K-ki and The Little drom shop have used that premises for themselves.
I love their minimalist Japanese interior design. The use of the large glass windows and the spacious interiors, coupled with the wooden furnishing gives the place a cosy and minimalist look. I’m not an expert in architecture but I love the vibes of the place. It’s good to stop by, grab a drink and have a piece of cake.
Well, the Little Drom Shop have lots of very nice knick-knacks items as well. Do check them out.
K-Ki serves a variety of cakes with names like Antoinette, Café Dumo, Souffle Cheesecake. All their cakes are freshly baked by the owner themselves. Their cakes are slightly pricey ($5-$8) but they tasted pretty good.
I like it that there’s a person/story to share for every piece of cake.
My instinct tells me that the folks at K-Ki will probably need to have more tables and chairs to cater for more. : )K-ki and The Little Drom Store No. 7 Ann Siang Hill *Tentative Opening Hours:
Mon-Wed, and Sunday - 11am – 9pm Thurs – 11am – 7pm Sat – 11am – 4pm *Occasional Mondays are close for production. +6225 6650 K-Ki Website K-Ki Facebook Page I’ve uploaded a map to indicate the location of k-ki. Follow the White directional arrow! And you will see K-ki!
part of the Gallipoli chain of restaurants along Upper Street in Angel. Gallipoli Bazaar, Gallipoli Again and Gallipoli Bistro.
They opened 2 more in addition to the original because they have that many customers each night. We’re talking about endless streams of people coming from all over London to just get their Turkish fix. Endless! Even people who have made reservations were made to wait, people without were just told to try their luck at their other branches next door.
We were lucky, we beat the dinner crowd, so we managed to get a place in the Gallipoli Bazaar, just barely.
We grabbed the usual Hummous for our starter. It came with bread that was toasted to perfection. Our bread had gotten cold after a while and they replaced it with a basket of piping hot ones.
The skin crisp and the inside soft and delicate. Best bread I have ever eaten, and I have tried a lot of bread around the world, so either it really was true, or I must’ve been too hungry.
The mains were Harem Kebab – finely chopped chicken breast, laid on a bed of pitta bread, topped with yogurt and a secret recipe sauce – and Chicken Gallipoli – Grilled chicken breast marinated in cold milk, black pepper and garlic, served with rice and salad. Sounds delicious? It was! The food completely exceeded my expectations. I highly recommend this place to ANYONE who’s in London.
Prices are pretty reasonable as well. They even have wicked lunch specials that are easy on the dollar and equally mind blowing.
(I apologise for the resolution of the pictures, they were taken with a handphone camera because it was a last minute decision to go there.)
FEAST YOUR EYES!!! For this is not what it seems…
The spaghetti, fried eggs and lasagna above are all in fact, gelato ice-cream. Don’t believe me? Take a closer look!
Chanced upon this gem somewhere along Charing Cross near the National Portrait Gallery London in a quaint little cafe called Ciao. How original. Haha, no matter, as mind boggling as it looks, the gelato is actually pretty darn good.
So If you’re ever in London and are craving for some gelato, check Cafe Ciao out.
His name is Swauzzie. He is hot. And he can sing. Enough said.
stomach in chest out! Spring 2010 runways have revealed yet another stunning trend… literally. Designers have disregarded the traditional meaning of underwear and elevated its status to be worn out and proud. And you thought Superman was queer.
Perhaps as global warming pushes the boundaries of temperature fluctuations, we just might need to do away with outerwear altogether. Imagine a world where inner and outerwear undergo a role reversal. You’d go into a brasserie where the salegirl politely points out, “No Mdm, this should be worn OVER your shirt not under.” The upside is that there won’t really be a need for dressing rooms. I know the men wouldn’t mind.
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