Smitten is another of the hip Singaporean cafes to open recently. They do it right - good, rich coffee, nice cakes and snacks, cool contemporary interior. There's just one problem.... price. When they handed me the bill I almost had a heart attack.
A Fred Sanford type of heart attack! Only Americans of a certain age will appreciate this clip.
See, all I had was a piece of carrot cake. Damned good one too. Ok, I really only got about half of it because I date a girl who is always digging her little fork into my stuff.
Add to that another latte or two and a pot of tea for my girl Pirate Pixels. If I remember correctly the bill started with a 3! I blanked out, fell back, grabbed at my heart-sac through my shirt, stumbled and then almost started to cry.
I guess I had my warning, they're set up in Robertson Quay, where all the overpaid expats live. These type get their apartments paid for by their companies, charge through all their dining expenses and don't even blink when someone charges them up their ass. It's kinda, well, like, my set-up in Paris.....
So, in the end I don't blame Smitten, they are simply charging what the expat market can bear. It's good but I'm putting you on notice - if you're not a banker or a rich kid, keep it moving.
60 Robertson Quay