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We ordered the ketola (luffa) in honor of my late grand-uncle, who mostly lived in London but would escape the winter to fly in for Chinese New Year. The egg was nicely scrambled, and the luffa was soft and comforting.
The assam pedas surprised me — it arrived with two tails of whole Spanish mackerel, at least I think, instead of the usual cross-sectional thick red snapper slices. It leaned a little toward assam laksa, with bright, tangy tamarind flavors and clear, youthful chili notes rather than a thick, heavy, worn rempah.
I appreciated this lighter, clearer hybridity. It avoids extremes: not dense, dark, and heavy, and not the breezy, unfocused versions in some Nonya kitchens, where flavors swing wildly — sometimes dominated by belacan (fermented shrimp paste), sometimes overly sweet, sometimes spicy as the main note.
The nasi ulam with butterfly pea rice felt like a tryst with the peninsula, with flavors spanning the archipelago — like a regional kaleidoscope or the collection of tribal artefacts.
Service was proper and attentive, and the Nepalese (I think) staff were well-equipped to converse in English. They happily adjusted our sambal petai prawn to include more petai and less prawn, which worked perfectly for us. A good international place to try Nonya food.