A gardens morning, a starred lunch and a hot soak
A slow day for two on the leafy edge of town: one corner of the Botanic Gardens before the heat, a starred lunch at Candlenut, then hot pools and no phones at Nowhere Baths.
- Where: Botanic Gardens
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A slow day for two on the leafy edge of town: one corner of the Botanic Gardens before the heat, a starred lunch at Candlenut, then hot pools and no phones at Nowhere Baths.
Two laksa shops on East Coast Road and one argument to referee, a rice dumpling house with a heritage gallery upstairs, then a gelato that smells of thyme.
A curried snapper head on Race Course Road from a kitchen that started as a thosai stall, then more than 1,000 whiskies and live jazz inside The Vagabond Club.
Jets low over Changi Beach while it's light, a shared hawker supper, then 20 taps and a smokehouse at Little Island Brewing Co. Worth the trip for a group; sort the ride home first.
A brewery 33 floors above the bay, a Japanese restobar at Customs House, then the pool-framed rooftop at The Fullerton Bay Hotel, which closes last. Three views, no taxi.
Sundown on a Boat Quay shophouse roof, then vinyl, Pan-Asian plates and a spot on Asia's 50 Best Bars at Offtrack. Two stops, one short walk, Monday to Saturday.
Bib Gourmand Thai at Yhingthai Palace, a bar behind a mama-shop shelf pouring White Rabbit milk with rum, then a last round on Purvis Street. Book dinner; walk the rest.
Michelin-listed beef kway teow, crisp-edged Johor-style bee hoon, then claypot frog porridge into the small hours. Three Geylang kitchens for a hungry group that shares everything.
A print gallery on the quay, a tongkang-shaped footbridge painted in 55 colours, then Michelin-starred modern Indian in a terracotta-walled shophouse. Built for a long evening.
Chicken rice at Maxwell before the lunch rush, a Tang-style temple with a rooftop prayer wheel, then snow ice on Temple Street. Three stops a short walk apart; not on a Monday.
The golden domes before the crowds, murals on one lane and silk by the metre on the next, then charcoal rendang from a kitchen that began in a rented room round the corner.
The war at Changi told through what internees kept, nasi lemak with the Ubin ferry crowd, then jets low over the sand. Make it a half-day, and not a Monday.
