Located in a secluded alley in Amoy Street, I felt almost “cool”, going through the tiny little door in the back alley which represents the only and very obscure entrance into this small restaurant.
Some may call it cozy, while others may feel its cramped, I had high expectations but overall left the place feeling a tad disappointed. Most of the dishes fell into the ‘alright’ category with most left me wanting for a bit more flavor.
The best thing I had – sour dough with smoked beef fat butter. The butter was just sinfully rich and those salt flakes on top added another dimension to the buttery,smokiness of it all.
chicken liver with mushrooms and peas
fennel with burata
lamb neck with chickpea stew, this was decent
aubergine with miso and feta
poached salmon which was horrifyingly salty, we sent it back and thankfully the service staff was gracious enough to accept that feedback
ended with cheese and crackers, cant go wrong with this eh.
110 Amoy St,