le pont de vie. 26 kandahar st. singapore. +65 6238 8682.

accompanied by the soothing sounds of prayer from the sultan mosque, past singapore's very own arab street of incense, spices & moussakas, we came to a petite french restaurant in the midst of kandahar street. le pont de vie.. the bridge of life. it gave me a surreal feeling that ive been suddenly teleported out of the hustle-bustle of singapore. so rustic, so calm.
the interior of the quaint and cosy little restaurant which sits at most 20 covers, was littered with corner tables of parisien bistro-like red table cloths.

an equally rustic amuse bouche was duck rillette served with a thin slice of toasted french baguette. the lovely flavours of the rillette which melted in my mouth made me wished that it was the entree rather than the latter..

after deciding on our entrees and mains, came the wine decision.. there was a good mix of old and new world wines on the list but it was the austrian wines which caught my eyes. at which point, tye, the restaurant owner, who was having his own little party at the terrace, assisted me in picking a lovely medium bodied oida schwoza to go with our choices of kurobuta pork and confit de canard.


baguettes which makes one want to shout "france!" out loud was served with truffled butter. we had to be careful that we did not gorge down too much of that before the entree and mains.

next, was the entree. a black truffle and 3 cheese souffle served with a mild rocket salad. yes, it was quite heavy an entree but the ever-friendly waiter had advised us against ordering 2 entrees if we were to have the dish. the truffle and cheeses infused together effortlessly to form a symphony of flavours for my palate.

their signature kurobuta pork cheek served with caramelised fuji apples was my main course. the use of star anise and soy give the dish a delightful chinese twist. 

his main course was the confit de carnard in a sauce of berries. due to a personal disagreement with certain fruits to be matched with a savoury dish, i did not particularly enjoy the flavours of strawberries and duck despite that it was truly a pan-fried confit of perfection. 

unfortunately the baguettes and souffle had gotten us so stuffed that we were unable to order any desserts. the symphony of the meal did ended perfectly though, with my little glass of cognac and expresso in the terrace- enjoying the little space of peace and tranquility away from the vibes of our busy and fast-moving city.