My mum hated the concept and she is rarely hypercritical about anything. Though I didn't have any issues with the East-meets-West confusion, the food - or rather, quality of ingredients - definitely fell short of expectations.
I rarely post prices on my blog because value, like taste, is rather subjective and it's not like whatever I consume on a weekly basis is potentially bankrupting anyway. However, in this case, I feel like it's my civil duty to remind you of what you are getting yourself into. I am not sure if it is the killer rent or killer labour cost, but using a complex algorithm formula (i.e. divide the menu price by four), I say, enter with your eyes wide open and your purse close to you.
One of the dishes I was looking forward to most was the Bak Chor Mee Pasta ($25.90) with chunks of pork confit atop with tagliatalle. This tasted nothing like something you could cross the street for and paled in comparison, in terms of tastes and texture. Seriously, I honestly hope this is the first and last time I describe anything "confit" as dry and stringy.
The Claypot Rice with 5-Spice Pork ($23.90) was tasty and I enjoyed the charred bottom. But the roasted pork was unforgivably sinewy and perhaps, a tad easier to swallow if we applied the algorithm formula.
The only thing worth reminiscing about is the Fried Chicken Wings ($16.90) and I would consider returning just for this. It is also the only dish I would pay full price for. Cue the sound of jackpot.
Marinated in prawn paste with a delectable deep-fried crunchy batter to boot, it was gloriously delicious.
Though desserts sounded promising, we wanted to put my mum out of her misery and headed to Tiong Bahru Bakery for something sweet instead.