The ambience at P.S. Cafe at Palais Renaissance is pretty nice. It’s fitted to give you the feeling of being in a colonial building of sorts, with its use of the typical black and white colours characteristic of P.S. Cafe that also alludes to colonial buildings, or at least that is what I think. Also, as you stepped into the cafe, it’s indeed quite an eye-opener how much space is created within with its high ceilings and overhanging ceiling fans. It probably helps to make the place feel really cool, cold even, although the day was quite scorching and bright outside. We were there at mid-afternoon, when the Sunday brunch/lunch crowd were thinning out so it didn’t take long to get seated. I overheard a table subsequently lamenting that there was no more food being served, so I wasn’t sure what time they serve their food/brunch until. But we didn’t have a problem because my friend ordered a Croque Monsieur and I got the soup I ordered. The portions are pretty big, even the desserts and cakes look huge, and since it was near dinner time, we thought better than to order any desserts. Perhaps the next time, when I am craving for a cake fix. I have yet to try their cakes so I don’t know if they are good, but they look pretty decent and tantalising though.
This is the Roasted Tomato Soup I ordered. It’s a large bowl, and comes with a piece of toast, which I liked. But I can’t say the same for the soup. I’m generally quite alright with tomato soups or even tomato juice, but their version, I don’t know if it’s the “roasted” quality of it, or perhaps due to some other things they added to it, had a really strong “green” taste in it. It was quite sharp that I couldn’t just ignore it and ended up leaving more than half the bowl untouched. It’s a waste, yes I know, but I just couldn’t force it down my throat, and I will know better the next time, I’ll either order some other options or maybe another different soup.
Oh but anyway, even though they stopped taking orders for brunch/lunch, they were still serving their famed truffle shoestring fries, which again, almost every table we saw had ordered a portion of it, and here at this outlet, more of the tables finished the fries, so it isn’t impossible. For me, it wouldn’t have been a problem too, just that after that I will feel extremely guilty, considering all the deep-fried potato, oil and trans fat. Haha.