The staff were as pleasant as ever, though the Thai Milk Tea tasted on this visit was merely passable instead of delicious. Tapioca pearls were soggy and potentially amongst the worst I've tried from the Asian shopping centre; pandan jelly was fragrant, but overwhelmed the concoction entirely. The beverage lacked balance. Moreover, the long, green strips were impossible to pick up using the standard bubble tea straw. Both of us resorted to tossing the lid and tipping out the cup's contents after numerous futile attempts.
Similar to Papa Chang's stall, a series of bar stools were allocated at the side of the booth to allocate exclusive seating for the eatery's customers.
We consumed a heartier portion than needed for a dance class, and spent the remaining one hour leading up to the session feeling groggy and utterly unmotivated. That said, I enjoyed the meal immensely; the curry sauce was a tad spicier than I would have been able to handle, so opting for a takeout setup enabled me to control the precise portion desired.
Frankly, I had yearned for Chinese-style desserts. Alas, there were none near the highway that I found preferable.
Driftng in towards the lights-out period, we were informed upon entry that the shop would cease operations at 10:30 PM. This was of no issue to us, especially seeing that quality of service did not plummet in spite of the nearing closure.
Eventually, we settled on the Baked Alaska with Baileys Ice Cream, Matcha Mochi Souffle Pancake (Single), and Matcha Lava Cake.
Fluffy was the first spoonful, and indulgent were the subsequent bites. Baileys made a prominent appearance in the dessert and paired well with the dense, cakey foundation. The meringue was airy, but less substantial than preferred; it wasn't exactly raw, though it wasn't entirely seared either.
Accompanying the dessert was a small scoop of French Vanilla ice cream - heavenly if I must say - atop a colourful crumble of macaron dust (not Fruity Pebbles), as I had believed). The ice cream was comparable to REDS' housemade Bourbon Vanilla rendition.
With all factors taken into consideration, Sweet Note isn't a bad choice for a late-night weekday hangout. Service was great as well, until the man behind the cashier cut off "Look" mid-song. That said, I wouldn't hesitate to take my business elsewhere should there be a larger assortment of atypical treats within a reasonable price range. Parking is another issue that would surface on weekend afternoons.