So the other day, we were at Tiong Bahru for Moon’s grooming session (more on that in a separate post soon). We being mum, Elliott and I. I haven’t been there for a really long time and have read much about the hip cafés and the changing vibes of the neighbourhood. Decided to check out Forty Hands because someone on my Instagram feed posted a picture of eggs Benedict and it looked sooooo good. Must. Get. Some.
Found the place and I swear, we were the most unhip people in that small space.