Bombe Alaska! At Ye Olde Smokehouse, Fraser's Hill

Taken from google Pics for illustration purposes only.

What's cooler than having blue fire being poured all over tonight's dessert? Nothing, that's what. 

The waiter comes in, another dims the lights. He brings in this huge, snowy mountain of a dessert, while balancing a jug of a mysterious-looking liquid. He places it silently on your table, and then whips out a lighter from the pocket of his waistcoat. Suddenly, the jug of liquid is set ablaze with a pretty, dancing film of blue flame hovering just slightly above the water. He then pours it slowly over the plate, the fire flowing in a steady thread. The mountain is quickly lit, and orange flames blossom. Now, the ghostly hue of blue and orange is so captivating that you fail to take your eyes off the thing, and to your disappointment, it dies off, leaving behind patches of burnt black.

Okay, now back to my informal writing style. 

See, this has got to be one of the coolest dining experiences anyone can ever witness. Taste wise? Well, I'm not a big fan of alcohol (Don't forget that I am still under-aged), so it wasn't really something that I enjoyed much after the whole fancy magical show thing. Remember, this is just one variation of the dessert (I ate this at Ye Olde Smokehouse, Fraser's Hill-Malaysia). This one had a thick, burnt, foam encasing some scone like cookie/cake thing filled with jam and ice cream. I wouldn't exactly say that the foam was particularly appetizing, but the cookie/cake thing was awesome. The foam tasted like egg whites and rum, a weird combo, and it was a thick, spongey kind of foam, not so much like soap. 

From my research, Bombe Alaska's a wild spin on the dish Baked Alaska, but I'm not going into that, I mean, Wikipedia it yourself Lazy! (A bit rich coming from me, I'm even lazier.) 

But I would really recommend this if you're on a trip with your family or friends. From what I heard directly from Grandma, this dish was really popular, "Back in my day...!". But is seems it's really hard to find places that do serve authenthic Bombe Alaska with the fire show and everything, so here's a link to where you can find such a treasure.

Ye Olde Smokehouse, Fraser's Hill

      Why this place, you ask? Well, just because it's one of the best getaways from busy city life and work, not forgetting the escape from humid weather too. It's a really nice, quiet town that's full of old Tudor-style houses and brick road streets. The weather is brilliant, not too hot, not too cold, and it's really peaceful. You could just take a seat on one of the random benches around and stare into the mountain ranges (On a clear day, that is) and rest like those meditation pros you see all the time. No running, screaming children (A lot of stray cats though), no loud, bustling crowds, just peace and quiet, a perfect weekend break. And why not spend it at this really cool travel-back-in-time british smokehouse? 

Tea time, doesn't this remind you of Alice in Wonderland??

If you're brave enough, there's a secret shrine at the top of the stairs.

Cool, moss covered back yard.

rust coloured roofs from the second storey window.

I should really get paid for all this free advertising, but anyway, I'm doing this because it's just that awesome. The rooms are all different, and yes, they do have honeymoon suites that come with a hefty price too. The Honeymoon suites have built in Jacuzzis though, but I didn't really see much of a difference between the normal rooms besides size. They all have four poster beds, and really old, creaky furniture that gives some antiquity to the place, so if you're into that sort of thing, You'll really enjoy it for it's authenticity as truly, an Olde Smokehouse. 

    The food's brilliant too. They have a common dining hall downstairs that's equally ancient looking, from a real stuffed deer head (It's real, I asked the waiter) propped up on the wall watching you eat, to a fireplace that's never lit due to fire hazards, unfortunately. The Menu can be a bit pricey, but hey, you gotta give it to them for dragging the freshest and the finest all the way up the windy, steep roads of Fraser's Hill.

    Alright, that's all for today's review, I'll try my very best coming up with something interesting next week.

And as Always,

Hungry Bunny over and smokin' out.