At the start of September the Miss Wong Cocktail Bar team held a charming little soirée to mark our eighth anniversary. Our nearest and dearest were all there, even a few flew in from exotic locales to celebrate and the hardcore of us danced late into the night. The swish Singapore boutique-booze merchants, La Familia, leant us their marvelous mixologist Jen Queen for the evening. Jen made our taste buds sing that night as she conjured up a pomelo trance of boozy, fruity, deliciousness which perfectly complimented Dean’s array of antipodean inspired canapés.
Dean is pretty well know as a great host in the bar and dining room but he’s also a whizz in the kitchen and he used the event to showcase a range of canapés he’s providing for his newly launched catering business. Lucky for us his passion to host the best parties put him in the kitchen for three solid sweaty days. With the assistance of trusted sidekick Amanda, they created delectable bite size morsels. We hovered-up mini noodle boxes of Soba satay salad; prawn and chorizo skewers; bite size bacon and quail egg pies; Jackfruit wood smoked salmon bruschetta and caramelized shallot comfit and blue cheese tarts.
To indulge the senses even further we had Siem Reap’s vinyl-diva and Miss Wong Bar’s resident DJ Sakura Boom on the 1s and 2s. Boom was smoking-hot with a selection of her colourful lounge beats, which progressed into best described as her own ‘guilty little pleasures.’ Later that night, after the doors were locked in true speakeasy fashion, Boom proceed to indulge herself further by unleashing her inner Kate (Bush) alter ego, which climaxed with an impromptu interpretive tribute dance especially for Dean. He was later overheard saying that it would be etched into his mind for eternity and followed by “That girl’s got some sassy moves.” Boutique hotel Jaya House’s Christian Deboer took to the tabletops, dancing precariously, until our sensible manger Rozzo gently coaxed him down with one of our signature Lemongrass Collins cocktails. Rozzo and his team were extraordinarily attentive and finally they joined the festivities in the wee hours of the morning, necking bottles of bubbles and shots all round, resulting in a purge of inappropriate and embarrassing social media posts the following day.
The sounds of our joviality and reveling went on into the early hours, successfully drowning out the distant din from Pub Street until it was no more. Four in the morning and my liver was starting to fail but my heart was overflowing with love!!
A heartfelt Thank you and a great big smooch on the cheek to all of our friends and family who have supported us over the past eight years and made the evening unforgettable.
We Love You.