This late lunch happened on the day when our dad was discharged from hospital. This year, dad has been plagued with health problems.
We went to hospital together to fetch him and mum. Mum is dad's personal nurse (mind you, she was trained in the UK) and she stayed with him throughout his admission.
After we got to my brother's house (where my parents are staying), we waited for mum and dad to settle down before we set off to pacify our hungry tummies.
It was almost 3pm when we got to The Good Batch.This is my brother's first visit.
Upon our arrival, we were greeted by a server and once seated, we were informed that the "special" soup that day was Potato Soup served with "a big piece" of garlic bread. I don't normally order soup as I am not fond of western style soups where cream is added. But since we were hungry, I thought a good potato soup might be good for us.
We split the garlic bread into two (share and share alike hee..hee...) and shared the soup from the same bowl. I'm afraid there was nothing special about the soup as it was very thin and hardly tasted of potatoes. I had expected a soup with more body with chunks or blended potatoes, but there was none.
My brother ordered the Turkey Ham Carbonara which he said is pretty good for a non-oink oink carbonara. It did look good with the raw egg yolk and nicely browned turkey ham.
I wanted something light and went for the Pulled Duck Benedict in spite of not liking their crispy duck on a earlier visit.
I still don't like the duck (not ordering anymore dishes that has pulled/crispy duck) and unfortunately for me, the poached eggs were a disappointment.
See? Overcooked. Ah well. At least my brother enjoyed his pasta.