We were bored. Jigga Man was free and the Mrs had something else to do. I was having my pre natal cravings (I hear pregnant women have it constantly) again. Jigga Man wanted to bring me around in his new ride and I decided on Bak Kut Teh(BKT). Something that I have mentioned several memoirs ago and was thinking about.
As some of you might know, Bradell is a strange place. A place not unlike Mars but more similar to the atmosphere on Saturn. The line was long and I was reassured by Jigga Man that when there is a long line, "they will come." So we came, and waited. And after an approximate wait of 20 mins and my hunger pangs pang-ing, we finally got our seats.
We had already pre ordered while waiting in line and can I say this? I think I can because its my blog, this BKT was out of this world. There are 2 types of BKT, the darker broth that is supposedly more herbal and the clearer broth that is more peppery, it depends on whether you are Jackal or Hyde that day I guess, or Michael Jackson but I digress ... The BKT soup served here was only a tinge of pepper and a whole lot of garlic sweetness. The broth was clean and delicate. The pork ribs were meaty and succulent, the salted vegetable were well done and their vegetables broiled in broth was lovely.
Maybe like the Singapore version of the Carnegie Deli in New York, there were tons of pictures of local and Asian celebrities on the walls, so I guess some people like it.
A place worth re-visiting over and over again. Highly recommended. 12 thumbs up! But beware the line and wait.
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