Ikea Encore - Tuesday

After destroying IKEA Tampines the other time, Ryan, Ferret and I decided to terrorise IKEA Alexandra too. Mainly for the meatballs, perhaps for the home furnishings but definitely for the friends too. This is a photo journal, since I've got the photos, I've got a story, but you, the reader don't have the attention span for a whole long diatribe on every single thing that had happened there.




Unfortunately, even the best-planned acts of terror go awry in case of contigencies such as bad weather. Missing the bus-stop, running in the rain, getting everything wet and drenched may have changed some plans, but it didn't change the gleeful smirk on us terrorists' face in anticipation of wreaking immeasurable misery.


Before a major terrorist operation, the troops have to feed.


Prawn salad.


Princess cake. The topping's supposed to be marzipan. But if it tastes like kaya, smells like kaya, feels like kaya and looks like kaya, it's kaya to me. Well, they don't have kaya in Sweden. But I'm sure they'd do well with a couple more words in their dictionaries!


Meatballs. Much more generous servings of sauce and potato as compared to Tampines. Tasty, yummy, with all that beefy porky goodness in them. Who can resist them? Not I. The berry sauce at the side didn't go well with the meatballs, but it sure did make the bland crust of the bread of my prawn sandwich taste much better.


Fish and chips. Chive sauce. Better than Tampines too - less tough, more meaty. But, well, the sauce isn't liked by everyone. My personal opinion? IKEA doesn't really do fish well.


Prawn salad sandwich. Lettuce, egg, mayonnaise, cucumber (detracts from the overall taste to be honest) and salty crunchy prawns.


Cheesecake. For $3, it's a steal considering its taste.


Chocolate mousse.


Meatball, up close.


Sometimes seafood might look like something out of Mcminn's Colour Atlas of Human Anatomy. Especially the chapter labelled 'pelvis, perineum and genitalia'.


Aerial shot of the aftermath. Terrorism at its best.



'S-hook' 'S-hook'. Say it aloud 5 times fast. Is there really not a better, more polite name for these hooks? As in, not a synonym for buttock retractors.


They're selling lotsa Christmas decorations too.


Mirrors are fun. Especially when you've got 2 mirrors facing each other.


Evil eye.

Mission get-new-pencil-holder-and-basket-for-small-stuff-and-rubbish-bin failed totally, but I got new plans. Was mulling around IKEA distracted, looking at the photo in my camera of my own room, thinking of the possibilities. Then a flash went through my mind, and I decided to go the DIY route.

Went around Anchorpoint, wandering and terrorising the shops. Then had to go. The rain's really getting everyone down, and even despite that it was fun fun fun!