Japanese cream puffs. They taste like heaven, cherub’s kisses, and sweet dreams come true. Okay, I may have exaggerated a little, but that’s the feeling I get whenever I bite into one of ‘em pastries: soft, puffy shell with rich cream, fresh custard and I think I just drooled over my keyboard typing that last sentence.
And then, there’s Kitakaro Cafe’s cream puffs.

Cake, cats and jazz by the window on a lazy weekend morning; it sounds like a scene straight out of a Korean stationery set. Yet this purr-fect slice of heaven exists amid a stretch of bustling F&B and pub joints along the scenic route of Boat Quay.