fika.

what?

swedish cafe and bistro

where?

arab street

good..

halal

yummy

cute place

friendly people

not so good..

pricey

how to get there?

1. alight at Bugis MRT

2. check out the locality map at the station, use ur iphone gps, surf www.streetdirectory.com, surf www.gothere.sg, or just ask around for arab street

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Located in the corner of Arab Street and Beach Road, fika is, I have to say, out of place. In this location, you would expect to find Moroccan, Lebanese, and all sorts of middle-east restaurants, but definitely not a Swedish eatery. I mean, it’s “ARAB” street after all, not “EUROPE” street :p. It is also surrounded by textile and souvenir shops, which makes it even more out of place.

When I say out of place, I didn’t mean it in a bad way though, on the contrary, finding this place makes me feel “cool”. You know, the feeling that u get when you find a “secret” place that none of your friends know. It makes you feel like you’re a part of a “secret” community which comprises of people who know this place. You’re suddenly cool now that you know something that your friends don’t. LOL okay I better stop this.

Anyways, let’s get back to the topic. The place is a Swedish café and bistro. So the whole place is decorated “Swedish” style. Not that I have ever went to Swedish or anything though, so I can’t really say whether this place looks like a typical Swedish café and bistro. So let me just try to describe it. It’s has a whitey snowy theme. White tables, white chairs, white  chandeliers, white open bar, white doors, white window frames, well, okay you got the point. It is then complemented with snowflakes decorations here and there.

The place is not big, but big enough for you to feel comfortable. It has outdoor as well as indoor tables. The outdoor tables are actually quite cool for hanging out with friends, but they’re only good for 2 or 3 people at maximum, so if you’re going there with a bigger group, the outdoor tables are definitely not an option. Fret not, the inside tables are just as cool. True, you will not get the afternoon breeze (or get to smoke if that’s what you’re after), but you get air-con, yay!

All in all, the shop is cute, European style kind of cute. Miri said it looked like a Barbie house, which, in my opinion is not. I think Barbie house should be all pink.

Moving on.

The foods are western foods, I suppose they’re Swedish foods, but I don’t know because, once again, I’ve never been there. The foods are big in portion and yummy, if you like pasta creamy cheesy kind of foods that is. Here’s a surprise, even though they serve western foods, the foods are HALAL, whoopee! If you lived in Singapore for quite some time, you’ll know that usually, only Malay foods are halal, and unfortunately, I’m not very fond of Malay foods, Singapore style Malay foods to be exact. So this is great!

swedish meatball

The staffs are friendly; they seemed like a fun group of people. Not that I talked to them other than for ordering foods and asking for bill, but they do give a friendly aura to the place.

As for the price, well, unfortunately, for my current payroll, they’re not too friendly. The price of the foods is above 15. My Swedish meatball was 20 (GST included and all). So I wouldn’t recommend you to go to this place every day, except, of course, if you’re an expat with a job that pays you at least twice as mine does.

Here’s a snap of the menu, there’s actually more, but I don’t know why I only took a shot of this side.

fika menu

In conclusion, this is a cool place if you have lived in Singapore for a while and you’re bored of Kopitiam and malls. It’s a good place to get a taste of the Swedish meatball as well. I know you can have Swedish food in IKEA for a lower price, but you can’t really hang out there. In fact, last time I went to fika, someone even did her nails there. You can’t be THAT relaxed eating in IKEA. In addition, the Swedish meatball at IKEA contains pork, yuck.

miri doin her nails

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todo: saturday afternoon, outdoor..
soundtrack: swedish band

uu uu… look what i got yesterday…

thank you :D

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go, can’t do it alone
I’ve tried and I don’t know why

Slow it down, make it stop or else my heart is going to pop
‘Cause it’s too much, yeah it’s a lot to be something I’m not
I’m a fool out of love ’cause I just can’t get enough

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go, can’t do it alone
I’ve tried and I don’t know why

I’m just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out, it’s bringing me down
I know I’ve got to let it go and just enjoy the show

The sun is hot in the sky just like a giant spotlight
The people follow the signs and synchronize in time
It’s a joke nobody knows, they’ve got a ticket to the show

Yeah, I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go, can’t do it alone
I’ve tried and I don’t know why

I’m just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out, it’s bringing me down
I know I’ve got to let it go and just enjoy the show
Just enjoy the show

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go, can’t do it alone
I’ve tried and I don’t know why

I’m just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out, it’s bringing me down
I know I’ve got to let it go and just enjoy the show
Just enjoy the show, just enjoy the show

I want my money back, I want my money back
I want my money back, just enjoy the show
I want my money back, I want my money back
I want my money back, just enjoy the show


the show – lenka

eheh
lenka ticket

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there’s always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh a beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
oh and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there’s vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don’t make no difference
escaping one last time
it’s easier to believe
in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

You said I began
This messy state of love affair
And I drink too much and smoke too fast
And this city’s cleared my innocence

Coffee is pouring out my ears
It’s the only thing they have in here
And my heart stops beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating

Number tree still on my plate
I heard the trains are running late
And I laugh out loud
My life is a mess
I have gone too far
In my lifelessness

Another coffee it’s on the house
The poor girl look is on the owners spouse
And my heart stopped beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating

Outside your house
To make a scene
In my head you grabbed me passionately
But the lights are out
And in an hour I walked on home
In the pouring shower
Lost my keys in front of me
My neighbor’s smile he’s handing me
The blackest coffee you will ever see

And my hearts stopped beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating



What if we stop having a ball?
What if the paint chips from the wall?
What if there’s always cups in the sink?
What if I’m not what you think I am?

What if I fall further than you?
What if you dream of somebody new?
What if I never let you win, chase you with a rolling pin?
Well what if I do?

I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glassess and
I am giving up on greener grasses.
I am giving up.

.
.

I am giving up for you.
I am giving up for you.
I am giving up.


 


 

I wish you bluebirds in the spring

To give your heart a song to sing

And then a kiss, but more than this

I wish you love

And in July a lemonade

To cool you in some leafy glade

I wish you health

And more than wealth

I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree

That you and I could never be

So with my best

My very best

I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm

A cozy fire to keep you warm

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree

That you and I could never be

So with my best

My very best

I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm

A cozy fire to keep you warm

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love.


i wish you love – rachael yamagata

show ticket

Hold me, don’t ever leave me
Know me, never believe me
Stay here but don’t get too near me
Leave me, leave me alone
But don’t ever let me go

Show me, but don’t ever teach me
Touch me, don’t try to reach me
Hold me but don’t ever keep me
Baby, don’t ever let me in

And don’t let me win

’cause i leave myself to you
Yes, i release myself with you
I believe in me and you
So don’t ever say you do

Love me, try not to need me
Need me but don’t let the greed in
Feel free but don’t ever leave me
Give in, don’t ever let me
No, don’t ever let me win

Hold me, don’t ever leave me
Ask me but don’t ever make me
Save me, don’t ever forsake me
Call me but don’t ever say my name

Know what you do

’cause i leave myself to you
Yes i release myself with you
I believe in me and you
So don’t ever say you do

Don’t let me win
Just hold me

And you say “nina nina ninana….”

Now how can i let you go?

Hold me, don’t ever leave me
Love me but don’t ever let me
No, don’t ever let me win


 


Hold Me – The Cardigans

“Be of love (a little) more careful than of anything.”  [E.E.Cummings]

and i’d say a lot.. not little..

cake coklat meleleh meleleh

this

chocolate cookies

this

jello + whipped cream

this

choc ice cream

this

truffle

this

junk food

and maybe this