The popping candy, soil and pebbles offered gravelly chocolate crunch in spades, whilst elsewhere the prosecco rosé jelly was a delirious, wobbly tease and the strawberry rhubarb compote an electrifying bolt of sweetly tart lightning. 3.9/5
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This was a hosted meal, courtesy of Non Entrée Desserts. The dessert also comes with a perfume pump (unpictured) which you can apply either on the dish for some floral refreshment or yourself if you reek of piggy boniness from the Bak Kut Teh next door.