For my office's "Holiday" celebration this year, we went to an authentic Singapore kelong.
A kelong is basically fishing hut that is either floating or on stilts just off the shore. There are not many left in Singapore as the fishing business has become more modernized.
Yet, the few traditional kelong fishermen left in Singapore live and work in these fishing huts. Some also host lunches and dinners at the kelong for those who want to dine on the freshest seafood in Singapore.
That'd be us. We heard it'd be fun. And we brought along our family type people too.
Aaron was horrifi —uh —thrilled!
When we pulled up to the kelong, we saw Kujo here raising a ruckus from a rusty chain.
Aaron goes, "Oh God. That's lunch, isn't it?"
My husband is such an optimist sometimes.
Actually, the kelong housed many nets that held the catch of that day or week. That was lunch.
I only walked around the kelong for a minute to take the needed photos for proof that I was there. Here's why:
I wasn't all that confident that my flip flop wouldn't go right through these planks. They weren't lookin' too sturdy.
The kelong was set up for all twenty of us to eat around two tables. It took up most of the outdoor living area, leaving only the walkways and fishing nets clear.
Here is the owner/chef preparing our vegetables.
In Singapore, they refer to leafy greens as vegetables and often cook them in a sauce. Americans would usually put these in a salad and eat them smothered in Ranch dressing without cooking them. It took some getting used to, but I like them either way now.
I've expanded my veggie horizons. Mostly out of fear of starvation.
P.S. I have no idea how Chef Dude doesn't have a million splinters in his feet since he walks around the place barefoot. Calluses of steel? Sorry. That's gross of me to say.
Here are some of the dishes that were served. Ignore the chicken dish. Sometimes Americans just need a seafood buffer.
It was a perfect December day in Singapore. We lucked out and didn't get a drop of rain while we were cast away.
We were out on the kelong for almost three hours. They allowed us to bring our own beer, wine, soda and water for the luncheon.
After about an hour of gulping down wine and beer, we discovered a problem.
This was the bathroom:
There's nothing like a hole in a bunch of decrepit planks over the ocean.
The beverages flowed a lot slower for the ladies upon this little discovery.
I still don't understand the physics of that whole thing.
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