Beat-up couches and coloured lights make you feel like you’re in someone’s basement. A hip, feel-good American teen movie kind of basement where everyone is having fun and drinking, not the kind where a poltergeist tries to kill you
I went to two Tiger Char Koay Teow stalls 100m apart from each other in the same morning and ordered the same dish to find out if their taste was identical.
This restaurant really needs to have a chat with their bread supplier. Their breakfast food feels like they’re trying to use up the bread that didn’t sell last night