Karma Burger

This is no ordi­nary burger. This is the Karma Burger. It was served and eaten at Casa Verde at the Botanic Gar­dens on Fri­day morning.

A few weeks before, we had been at Uni­ver­sal Stu­dios Sin­ga­pore, and had decided to grab din­ner before head­ing back. Kai was already com­pletely exhausted and it took a lot of effort to stuff him with food before he fell asleep.

We man­aged to feed him a fair amount before he fell asleep on Naomi’s shoul­der, and the only casu­alty, it seemed, would have been the sec­ond of the one-for-one beer I had ordered, being happy hour and all.

Naomi thought it’d be a good idea to pay it for­ward, and we saw a lone diner sit­ting at the bar, and went and told him that his next beer was on us because we had to leave. He was pretty happy at that ran­dom act of kind­ness and thanked us. We said, “enjoy”, and left.

And so, last Fri­day, when we plonked our­selves at Casa Verde and set­tled Kai down in his high chair, an Amer­i­can tourist at the next table tapped me on the shoul­der and said he had to leave because his tour bus was here, and that he had ordered a burger. He left the num­bered plac­ard on our table and said, “enjoy”.