WARNING: Intense food porn
Today, dad took us to Muthu's for a Sunday curry lunch. For as long as I can remember, this has been one of my favourite Sunday lunch outings - a trip to Race Course Road. Our venue has evolved over the years. My most enduring memory is going to The Makan Shop for lunch, with the always perfectly groomed matron overseeing our orders and bill. When I was young, I remember being fascinated with her immaculate makeup and glittery jewellery, that is, before being distracted by the food. The Makan Shop has been an institution in my family ever since my dad was a young medical student interning in the hospital next door. Of course, I wasn't born yet, but it's a tradition that's certainly been passed down to me! Till today, every single member of my family maintains that The Makan Shop still has the best black sotong (squid), sambal chilli prawns and perkedil (fish and potato patties). Unfortunately, more and more people (including us) have been drawn away to the glossy refurbished Indian restaurants next door. First, it was The Banana Shop, then Muthu's curry - now touting a new zen look - where we lunched today. Muthu's, pioneers of the fish head curry in Singapore:
fish head curry
the tandoori chef at work, making naan
(I had my kasmiri naan at last (see http://www.20six.co.uk/nextEntries/16mwiz6fkpeqk), peppered with nuts and candied fruit. yummy!)
tandoori chicken, fresh out of the tandoori oven
sambal chilli prawns
(these are real king prawns, not the namby pamby suckers you find in Tesco or Sainsbury, claiming to be king prawns... and you haven't even seen tiger prawns yet! hyak.)
eating off a banana leaf, which is supposed to have antiseptic properties
There's also a funny story about this pic, something about my kindhearted mum wanting to feed my dad an egg yolk and giving him a fish eye instead:
Muthu's website: http://muthuscurry.com/flash/
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