I took this photo after we finished our meal, because to our surprise, it was actually pretty darned good. Read More →
One half of us would eat nasi padang any chance he gets, while the other half, would rather a bowl of noodles if faced with the choice (and if it isn’t Rumah Makan Minang that we’re faced with). So, even whilst hungry because we skipped breakfast in our haste, and having trekked through unfamiliar Chinatown, in the drizzle, pushing the stroller through puddly, narrow lanes with one hand, and trying to keep the six-year-old next to me from slipping or getting lost, we came upon Nur’Ilham June and Family Nasi Padang Stall in Manhattan House (151 Chin Swee road), and I admit I was less than thrilled. I don’t know, everytime I see a nasi padang stall, I think generic flavours, no punch, lots of blind chilli, under seasoning, and not a whole lot of love or care for detail. It’s just the token Malay guy in the HDB block. Yay.
I am not in Singapore. I was but am not currently. And the eatery’s name is I Am. Say it carefully and you might say Ayam (chicken).
Located in the now-hip area of the Arab street vicinity, it sits on the corner of cool Haji Lane and busy as heck North Bridge road. It has the usual industrial hipster boxes all ticked, dark and broody, ceiling fans, no air conditioning, and tables spilling out on to the little road that it sits alongside. The real draw to this place is the promise of tasty Western style halal food that has not been doused in cheap chilli sauce. I’d read about it on various blogs and it honestly looked good, and bonus! we can eat anything on the menu.
O Rumah Makan Minang. If only you weren’t so far from my flat in Sengkang, I would have lunch with you every week.
I’d like to state for the record that I was the first to really discover this little outfit and one of the people responsible for propelling it into the popularity stratosphere. This was before the area became this cool place to hang out, with grafitti on the walls, and industrial hipster styled eateries popping up. Read More →
I started this post in Singapore, but only completed it two weeks later, after only typing out the first three paragraphs! We are now residing in the middle east, but pretend as you read won’t you, that we are speaking to you from Singapore!
In anticipation of leaving Singapore and being unable to eat our favourite foods for a long while, we recently allowed ourselves the indulgence of stuffing our faces. Then the day of our departure rolled round and because of a technical glitch, or stupidity perhaps, however you want to look at it, we did not leave, and so we find ourselves still in Singapore but with seven large suitcases, two smaller ones, and really, nothing else. This could be worse, at least we have a place to stay. The result of having an empty house and the uncertainty of our next departure date which could be next week, tomorrow, or next month, is more eating out, and some frozen dinners.
So over the course of a few weeks we have eaten at, The Sushi Bar, Rumah Makan Minang, I Am, Nur Ilham Nasi Padang stall, Curry Times, Thohirah at Jalan Kayu, and were particularly surprised by one TV dinner we had. Read More →