Singapore: Waiter, have you got frog's legs?

This morning we dashed (ha, ha) to the airport to collect a friend who dropped in at short notice en route to New Zealand.

After many hours of catching up and a replay of the England v NZ game from Twickenham (wherever that is), we ended the day at Jumbo’s in Dempsey Village. While our guest wrestled with a vat of Chilli crabs and some chewy ‘man tou’ steamed buns, I selected something a little more delicate in the form of the frog’s legs with spring onions and ginger. Somehow his yellow shirt remained sauce-free whereas my black shirt was spotted with frog juice from a spillage.