Have a look at Kuala Lumpur’s Lot 10 Shopping Mall’s basement foodcourt. Interesting eatery with many well known food stalls opening a branch in it!

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Many reasons why I love the local makan scene. Here are just two of them. One, young men and women forsake the tried and tested career path to plunge into the restaurant scene, in the process injecting freshness and vitality (and often near-excellence) to an otherwise predictable food landscape. And two, there are quiet corners here and there away from the mad crowds where one can have a good slow meal.

Relish’s Ramlee Burger

Here’s why I said that. A few days ago, I went to Relish, a burger joint at Cluny Court. First, Relish. It’s one of four makan places belonging to the Wild Rocket group. Yes, group. We all know Wild Rocket of course. I remember when I first heard about it many years ago, I was on the phone with an old classmate. Let’s go to Wild Rocket at Hangout hotel, he said. First time I heard those two names – Wild Rocket and Hangout hotel. ‘Ah, we’re going to have lunch or pick up young girls?’ I asked. He laughed and said ‘no, no it’s a perfectly clean, no-nonsense place. Trust me’.

This started when I saw TGWAE’s Flickr photostream where she had a Moo (or is it Gai?) Pad Krapow cookout and it looked so good that I was psyched to cook me some Pad Krapow!

And then I saw Su-Lin’s photo and post of…

Besides being famed for its culture, historical attractions and being listed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 2008, Malacca is also known for being a paradise for Peranakan Cuisine. But in this video, we are going to talk about another famous ‘Malaccian’ dish – Chicken Rice Balls.

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It has been a while we ate at Lee Kui. They still serve old school Teochew delicacies that are hard to find nowadays. So glad when a friend proposed the idea of having a Lo Hei gathering here as every Chinese New Year, I must have at least 1 from a Teochew Restaurant.

I must tell you what happened at Baba Inn, the Peranakan food place at Frankel Avenue. (No, this is not a food review.)

I was there on sat night cause my 91-year-old mum said we already had a big 90th birthday Chinese dinner last year, and so this year she wanted to have Peranakan food.

There were just 2 waiters, both Indian foreign workers. There were 8 – 10 tables, I think, each table taking a maximum of 8 diners. That night, at any one time, between 3 and 6 tables were occupied. And so these two waiters had their hands really full. But hey, they were smiling and helpful and attentive all the time, never losing their cool and never showing unhappiness over anything.

When my mum asked for very hot instead of lukewarm water, they quickly went to boil the water and rushed it to her. When it was time to cut the cake for my mum, they let us move to a clean, unoccupied table and quickly helped us with small plates etc. And so on and so on.

We all felt that the boss, whoever he is, must be a damn smart guy. He’s got such good help! And as they are foreign workers, he can’t be paying them too much.

Ah, but now I must mention a third person there. He’s the cook. A local Chinese guy. The restaurant’s closing time is 10 pm. As it was a birthday do for an old lady, we lingered and fussed over her and remained there after 10.

At about 10.15 pm, we noticed this guy sitting near the entrance staring daggers at us. If looks could kill, you all would be attending a mass funeral of the extended ah wong family. I never imagined anyone could just sit there stock still with that singularly solid hateful look on his face. We quickly finished up our dessert, paid the bill and filed out. The guy didn’t even move an inch as we went past him and out the door.

One of my sisters asked the more senior of the two Indian waiters who that guy was. ‘Is he the boss’ son?’ ‘he’s not,’ was the reply, ‘he’s an employee, he’s not happy because he has to wait till you all leave’. Oh my god!

Guys, I’m going to recommend a makan place. One that you can take your spouse or girlfriend to. Or where you can give a business associate a treat and impress him. It’s Dozo, at Valley Point, River Valley road.

Had heard of it as one of the ‘in’ places to eat these days. Had heard that it’s fusion – i.e. Japanese and Western. Had heard that it’s one of those places where the food is presented so beautifully you feel bad about breaking it up to eat it. Had heard that it has great ambience and excellent service. So finally I went there two nights ago, with three fellow foodies.

Dozo restaurant

The restaurant is, I think, the only food place on the second floor of Valley Point. When I reached the door, a young man opened it immediately and bid me welcome. I went in and a young woman came along and ushered me into a private room. Hmm, I thought, not just good service but they seem to have so many people around waiting on customers.

The private room, one of four, I think, was for 8 diners but they let the four of us have it. While waiting for the last two to turn up, I went out to look for the toilet. Same instant good service. Someone outside promptly told me where it was – no, he led me straight to it. the toilet was at the other end and so I had a quick good look at the whole restaurant.

This is so easy that it doesn’t deserve to be written like a full fledged recipe and also I’m too lazy to write it out now.

Basically, you take thin-sliced beef (sirloin, flank, whatever) and marinade for about an hour in…

Roy Choi started touting Korean BBQ meat tacos in a taco truck. Little did he know that his Kogi BBQ truck would soon take America by storm! Watch him talk about his story in this clip.

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