I’m so glad I made the choice to go along with late-night dinner plans last night with the girlies – thanks to Kris patience in asking me how long more I was going to take and scooping me up on da way after Jasmine.
We were 2 hours late in reaching our final destination – but wow, the moment we got there, I kinda wished I had arrived 2 hours earlier, at 9pm instead. The entire bistro was empty, except for a sole al-fresco table which Ning had booked for us. It felt extremely exclusive, in a very very pretty & quaint little corner of Greenwood avenue. Unfortunately, the photos on my camera doesn’t do it enough justice. I shall attempt to go back during the day the next time for better shots of the place.
Everything about Covo was lovely. The night breeze was just right, we could hear our constant laughing breaking the stillness of the night, the owner & chef was AMAZING, hitting our tastebuds with all the right notes. Food I particularly loved and will definitely crave back for more: his tapas creation, rack of lamb, vongole, dessert and the very chilled, semi-frozen sangria – oooooooo, that definitely helped the giggling around a lot more, and got me sleeping very soundly through the night. Oh wait, that’s just about everything that I ate… And his service definitely surpassed the usual restaurant standards: extending longer hours after midnight just to accomodate us (who only arrived at 11pm), and letting Jasmine off even after she broke one of his wine glasses! There were also tiny, but extra value-add services like constantly topping up our sangria, or dessert wine, bringing out an extra jug of water etc.
Despite getting through a rough day and in a not so ideal mood, Covo was still faultless.
Tantalising food aside, the bond we shared over the tables was priceless. Jas became the defacto horny & corny, Spanky was becoming more and more the cool comedian, Kris basically shit-stirred every damn thing everyone said while Ning, Pam & I enjoyed the chaos that was going around, and not forgetting – the HUGE-ARSE bar of chocolates which Ningers bought!
From what looked like a bad, bad day for the longest time, Thursday suddenly became the best day of the week!