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Baci: Italian Cafe

Where my cousin had a birthday party for her husband.

It's located at a mall which I didn't know existed. Unlike Paradigm Mall which had extensive advertisement prior to it's opening, I didn't knew of Citta Mall until, well, last weekend which was the day of my cousin's husband's birthday.

Aglio e olio. I know the name because... I always make this dish!

Baci Salad. The olives are the best! I've never liked purple lettuce. Yes they look pretty but the taste ToT

Reminded me of a story. My friend never ate purple lettuce (Don't know what's its exact name) before but she wanted to make salad. She was attracted by it's purple-ness and made a purple lettuce-honeydew salad. Erm, well, it's as tasty as the name suggest XD

Lasagna. So-so.

Roasted chicken. Dad had lunch here before and he said the standard of food that day wasn't up to par.

Gelato which doesn't taste like gelato. It's highly UNrecommended. Gelato are supposed to be smooth and creamy but this was sandy and rough =S

Pizza is yummy though. LOVE THE OLIVES! 

Red velvet cake. I've had better red velvet cakes. Actually not cakes, but cupcakes. Red velvet CUPCAKES from Bisou are like heaven...

My cousin and her youngest son, my nephew, Kenji playing with my sister's hair. Muahahahaha.

Overall food was so-so only. Maybe because they had to cater to more people today so they have to forfeit quality for quantity. Price was surprisingly reasonable (except the cake). Regardless, I would not come back here again because... It's just not the kind of shop I'll frequent.

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