This place is quite the dreamy hole in the wall. I tumbled up a flight of burnt wooden stairs at the Swiss Butchery in Tanglin Post Office to arrive at my destination, as if the grand yet humble process was a meant-to-be scenario. Stairway to heaven, perhaps. Well, that was what I was hoping for anyway.
Coming here at 3pm was a pleasant surprise. I was welcomed by comforting chocolate shades, bustling with people, hearts warmed by hot plates of fresh food. My first time here heralded high expectations, and I am most glad to say that they have been met.
I ordered the Eggs Benedict for $18 (consciously noting that one of my 10-dollar notes was torn in my wallet; the poor thing). I got it within 10 minutes of waiting, seated by the sunlit glass.
Now, it is not the prettiest Eggs Benedict, with a perfect pair of plump, alabaster spheres sitting like heavy breasts on a seat of ham and crusty English muffin. It had the slightly rubbery white trails which naturally occur when eggs are poached without removing the annoying excess whites. But that’s ok. It’s rustic and imperfect and charming. I first noticed the hollandaise coating each imperfect white ball in mini golden pools. Yes, I did believe that that was the escaped yolk, but thank goodness I was mistaken. The colour here is notably similar to the yolk, unlike many other places where it is significantly thick, creamier and lighter.
This hollandaise was tangy, orange and absolutely spot on. If it wasn’t for that hollandaise, I doubt I would’ve enjoyed the rest of the dish.
I ate up ravenously, even after a mini pre-meal of some prosecco, fruit and blue cheese. The flavours melded everything together in a symphony, the climax reached during bites involving both the tender egg yolk and hollandaise smothering the English muffin (which I would have preferred to have been much crustier; not a soft and gentle beige thing. Props to the chewiness though).
Definitely coming back to try the rest of the menu.
Nassim Hill Bakery Bistro Bar
56 Tanglin Road, #01-03 Tanglin Post Office
P.S. Rather nice since it’s literally a stone’s throw away from my place. Bliss is found in such convenience.