The most stressful flight transfer in our entire holiday happened to be on the very first day. I had never intended it to be like this; I did my research, I knew that going to a Tiger flight from Singapore Airlines meant having to go through immigration, get our bags and go back in and I had booked a connecting flight that gave us enough time to do so. What I didn't bank on was that our flight times would change significantly, and that our only option was to allow a 2 hour, 20 minute transfer at Changi. Not a dangerously tight connection, but a lot closer than I generally prefer.
To begin
with, things were not stacked in our favour. As Singapore Airlines
have two terminals, we had hoped the plane would land at Terminal 2
as its the same as Tiger. This was not to be as we were informed we'd
be landing in Terminal 3. Add to this arriving a little late, being
nearer to the back of the aircraft and the usual slow person who does
not see the efficiency in gathering their things while we wait to
disembark and then proceed to take forever to open the overhead
compartment, slowly gather all their items with absolutely no
consideration or awareness that other people are waiting and then
walk with no urgency whatsoever to the front of the craft, and I was
extremely stressed we were about to stuff up our schedule on the very
day.
I had
prepped Alissa for the possibility we would have to run, and run we
did. Out the gate, down the escalators to the thankfully empty
Immigration queues and then straight to a brief wait at baggage
claim, then onward through quarantine, through to the terminal
transfer train to Terminal 2, from the terminal transfer at Terminal
2 to the Arrivals Hall and to our counter for Tiger Air.
'Sir,
you're both early for check in... if you want you can go to the early
check in counter,' said the young man at the help desk. We'd gone so
fast, and Tiger start check in so late, that we'd even beaten the
check in time! Looking at the time, from the plane landing to
checking in our luggage only took about half an hour. I suppose if
you've got a tight transfer Changi is the place to do it. Truly
impressive.
Early as
we were, we decided to go downstairs for a bite to eat at Chinta
Manis, a specialist in Nyonya/Peranakan cuisine. Other than a few small items cooked by my aunty, Alissa had never had Peranakan cooking before, and I thought that she
would definitely appreciate their patisserie items at the very least.
But
before ordering the sweets we had lunch. My initial choice was to try their sambal prawns however as it was already sold out I ordered the Chicken
Rendang. The curry and rice were both very good. I particularly appreciated the
extremely finely sliced fried shallots that gave a nice subtle crunch
and onion flavour.
Normally
I'm the one who has noodles, so it was ironic that Alissa would be
the one ordering the Nyonya Mee Siam. This was her first time eating
Mee Siam, and was the first time of many that she would declare the
meal 'delicious'. I tried a bit myself to see how it compared to
other Nyonya Mee Siams I've had. It held up well with the noodles having that chewy texture while being dry. It had that nice
sour flavour without being overpoweringly acidic. We both agreed our
portions sizes were good, as we were satisfied without being overly
full.
For
drinks we had iced kopi, very refreshing after all the running we
did. With its strong and sweet flavour, we were definitely awake
after drinking these.
As our
gate would be open shortly we decided to get 5 of the Nyonya quehs as takeway to eat at the boarding gate.
We
started on a bland note with the Ubi Ulap. I had picked it since it
was topped with the orange coconut sugar I've always liked on appom.
Apart from this however, we found the texture to be like a very plain
potato cake. Definitely not our favourite.
Things
thankfully improved with the Chendol Agar Agar that came next. I'm
not usually a fan of agar agar jellies in terms of texture but this
was a lot tastier that the Ubi Ulap with that fudgey chendol
flavour and the red beans inside. This was a successful adaptation into jelly form.
Next was
the safe bet amongst the lot – Mango Agar Agar. As is often the
case when a dish is to her liking, Alissa nodded her approval. She
declared this one 'classic', and I had to agree. Again, agar agar is
not my favourite jelly texture but this was broken up by the softer,
springier sago balls set inside. I appreciated this contrast.
Ondeh
Ondeh was next. This again was very immediately likeable, being
flavoured with coconut and deliciously sweet. What's not to like?
Finally,
we had the queh that the staff and Chinta Manis said was their most
popular – the Pulut Seri Kaya. Given how much he loves eating
kaya, I could really imagine my Dad loving this one. The smooth
texture of the kaya and the glutinous rice were like a sweet omelette
and rice pudding cake.
The
Verdict: Very Good
I'm not
the biggest fan of quehs but these were of a very good standard and I was satisfied with our lunch in transit. 'Cheap and Shiok'
declared an article on Chinta Manis' walls, and with our meal being
both very cheap and very tasty, I couldn't help but agree.
Duck and weave and Kaya-spread tales - what more can one ask for? Cheap and shiok indeed!!!
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