If you are on the way to Chulia Street from the Ferry Terminal,you will not miss this corner restaurant.At all times of the day it is almost always packed with locals and backpackers.
I'll cut to the chase.
The waiters are an impatient lot anxious to get their job over and done with so they can move onto their next customer.Since there's no menu,if you get up to read the price list that stretches from the tandoor room to the glass display counter where the curries are displayed,the waiter will first demand to take your order on what you would like to drink,then usher you back to your seat and plonk down ONE tattered, torn, destroyed ,what was the point in getting it laminated in the first place ,table mat kind of menu.
If you dare take your time to peruse through the menu, he will tell you through clenched teeth to "cepat sikit,cepat sikit"(move it along I haven't got all day).
When the drinks come I start to regret coming here because better tea lies just round the corner in Little India.
Then the food arrives and I start to wonder what the heck convinced me to come here in the first place.The beef,chicken and sotong is well done but the curry is lacking.Lacking in spice,lacking in kick,lacking in fire.It's so watered down with minimal spice,not in the least hot,that a toddler could drink the curry without breaking a sweat.No wonder so many backpackers here.
The tandoori set came last with 10 percent burns.That's what makes it nice for some,not for me.The chicken meat is pretty standard,something you can get everywhere on the island,the naan starts of nice and fragrant and then begins to gets chewy and perspires once it starts getting cold.Not good.The green dip is horrid,the red is like chutney,they also give you a dhall dip but it is a humble dip so unworthy of a grand meal like tandoori.
We leave dissatisfied,because curry with no sting and excitement is so uninspiring just like the utterly bored lady cashier behind the counter.
I'll cut to the chase.
The waiters are an impatient lot anxious to get their job over and done with so they can move onto their next customer.Since there's no menu,if you get up to read the price list that stretches from the tandoor room to the glass display counter where the curries are displayed,the waiter will first demand to take your order on what you would like to drink,then usher you back to your seat and plonk down ONE tattered, torn, destroyed ,what was the point in getting it laminated in the first place ,table mat kind of menu.
If you dare take your time to peruse through the menu, he will tell you through clenched teeth to "cepat sikit,cepat sikit"(move it along I haven't got all day).
When the drinks come I start to regret coming here because better tea lies just round the corner in Little India.
Then the food arrives and I start to wonder what the heck convinced me to come here in the first place.The beef,chicken and sotong is well done but the curry is lacking.Lacking in spice,lacking in kick,lacking in fire.It's so watered down with minimal spice,not in the least hot,that a toddler could drink the curry without breaking a sweat.No wonder so many backpackers here.
The tandoori set came last with 10 percent burns.That's what makes it nice for some,not for me.The chicken meat is pretty standard,something you can get everywhere on the island,the naan starts of nice and fragrant and then begins to gets chewy and perspires once it starts getting cold.Not good.The green dip is horrid,the red is like chutney,they also give you a dhall dip but it is a humble dip so unworthy of a grand meal like tandoori.
We leave dissatisfied,because curry with no sting and excitement is so uninspiring just like the utterly bored lady cashier behind the counter.
