Another polished and riveting evening

One afternoon, Pi was convinced that tonight is the night. Promises were made earlier and today Pi acquiesced. At 6.30pm, he set off. The sun was slipping behind a bank of cloud, and the evening humidity and slight drizzle clashed with the cacophony of sight and sound on the road. Pi drifted past old traditional shops lining the streets before making a right turn at the Silom intersection. Stopping at the foot of the State Tower, he mounted a flight of steps and climbed up to The Dome.

lebua at State Tower BuildingHis host pressed the desired floor button and the doors came together for a close. As they defied gravity, and ascended high above, there was a moment of peace before Pi felt the deceleration and final stop. As they stepped out, two ladies decked in long cream coloured gown guided them towards the desired spot. They watched their steps as they gently caressed the spiralling steps heading to the chamber beneath them.


breeze If the weather was fine, diners will be seated outdoors, under the canopy of stars above.

Here is your menu, sir. The voice was calm, almost official. Pi gazed up and returned the smile. Pi raided the menu furiously, before choosing the lobster to kick off this Asian gastronomic voyage.

This opening dish was rich, multilayered in taste and very compelling. The taste was like nothing Pi had ever experienced. He was smiling, struggling to discern the plethora of taste that came together with each spoonful.

A bowl of pumpkin goodness was soup du jour. Bright yellow, piping hot and with a scallop gently placed on the top, Pi began in earnest. When he was finished with his soup, the waiter appeared and whisked the bowl away, clearing the path for the next masterpiece.

Another waitress always stood a few paces near them, anticipating their needs to have more chilled mineral water from the precious mountains of Denmark, or local nam-som refills.

As he waited for the main course of tiger prawns in Sichuan sauce, Pi secretly hoped the chef would repeat his performance and produce the same divine taste like the lobster. When the dish was finally placed upon him, he paused for a dramatic effect before finally spearing a portion of the succulent prawn and held it like some mini trophy before bringing it for the ‘final closure’.

A bowl of steaming hot Jasmine rice accompanied this Chinese dish or more specifically, Sichuan dish. Sichuan is a province in the south west corner of China. The Sichuan people are proud of their cuisine and most are usually described as hot, spicy and fragrant as chilli and garlic are abundantly used.

The Closing

“Sir, do you accept a final serving of desert with hot peppermint tea to close?"

I will try, Pi said. Accepto

As the medley of raspberry ice-cream and chocolate from a faraway land was presented minutes later, Pi methodically sliced into them, spoonful by spoonful, carefully ensuring that he scooped the best of both worlds simultaneously. It was flowingly smooth, silky and immensely pleasuring and a tad bit sinful.

With his bag beneath his arm moments later, Pi glided up the stairs and propelled himself effortlessly across the lounge area, into the adjacent lift and the evening came to an end.

The team here at Breeze comes together in unison to deliver high-end gourmet experiences that was wonderfully executed. Flawless from end to end, an evening here will lift up your spirits and you leave serenely satisfied.