In early May my camera, a Canon S100, screwed up and got the dreaded “Lens Error” screenshot of death. It was a pretty common problem within a certain batch of S100′s shipped in October/November last year. Warranty still in effect, the Canon Service Center swapped out the whole optical lens mechanism with a new piece. I got a text when it was done, so I biked down to Keppel Bay to pick my camera up. Hooray!
Now we can take photos again, blog!

My next stop was heading over to the Orchard Road shopping mecca to meet up with the rest of the Saturday bike gang. Ivan had just gotten his new Brompton, so we planned an instant brekkie ride to christen his new set of wheels.

From Ion, we cycled the “scenic” route to Dempsey Hill. While mostly on the pavement, Ivan’s declaration that this was going to be a “slow” ride didn’t happen. The guy is fast no matter what bike he’s pedaling!


Our breakfast destination was House. We parked our bikes outside and got a corner table next to the windows. The place was packed!


All of us ordered these Barracks Freeform Eggs from the brunch menu.


Some of the kitsch inside the restaurant.


House names its toilets “Cock” and “Pussy” (stop thinking dirty thoughts!) with a photo of the said animal next to each door. I didn’t get that though, and I accidentally entered the men’s toilet! I didn’t even know I got the wrong one until I sat back down at my table and saw the door with a “Pussy” sign on it — I just figured that the toilets were unisex considering there were several bidets and stalls inside! HAHAHAHA!
This was found in the men’s toilet.

The smoking area doubles as Brommie parking.

After breakfast, we decided on continuing our ride to a coffee place Ivan recommended somewhere near Novena.


In the middle of nowhere (Hooper Rd.) lies Papa Palheta.

It’s a hidden coffee place that specializes in micro-production coffee.


In Papa Palheta, there’s no menu and no price list. You basically tell the guys behind the counter what kind of coffee you want with what kind of roast bean brewed a certain way. That means you pretty much need to know your coffee too.
Another unique thing about this place is that you pay them whatever you feel your coffee was worth.

I ordered the same cuppa Ivan did. It was creamy and slightly bitter with a sweet aftertaste. Much more yummy than the second cup Okky got which had lemony notes. I don’t like citrus with coffee much, do you? It reminds me of stale coffee from the machine.

Some equipment look like science experiments.


Brommie biker gang! Same bikes kitted up in different ways.

This is Okky’s bike. I like how he mounted his camera bag directly on the seatpost through the light mount. That’s pretty clever.

Once all our coffees were downed, we huddled again to decide where next to go. We ended up at LifeCycle of course, what else is new? Hahaha.




















































