Blk 69 Bedok South Ave 3

Growing up, a goober grape peanut butter sandwich was like the best thing ever for a snack. I grew up in Bedok South Ave 3, had the most champion neighbours and as a result, plenty of ‘kilat’ memories. We had the “ice cream uncle” – poor uncle would always stand at his window to yell at us to pipe down because Raj, Moi Moi, Hisham, Azan, my kid brother, Irving, and I were always running up and down the corridor. Hisham taught us how to breakdance and much to my mum’s dismay, I learnt how to “headspin”. We saved money, got ourselves skateboards, saved more money to change the parts on our bmx bikes, and played rounders in the playground against kids from the other blocks. When it got late, Aunty Dunham would stand at the balcony and yell for Raj and Moi Moi to come home “Booooyyy—ehhh! Kuttttiii! Come home now ah, I tell you!” We learnt how to ‘bakar’ satay along the corridor. Because we were a multi-racial corridor, we celebrated CNY, Raya, Diwali and Christmas. Good times, happy days. This cake is for the Blk 69 Bedok South Ave 3 ‘geng’ of the 5th floor. Thank you always, for the memories.

This super soft vanilla genoise sponge sandwiches a balsamic blueberry compote, slapped on with a salty sweet, homemade peanut butter airy cream.

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