28th August 2008
I'm not going home just yet.
I’ve been described as a bitter and twisted Malaysian for my review of JOM Makan and for that reason I should go back to KL instead. Well what can I say, just maybe not quite yet. The discovery of Makan will only go on further to preserve my status as an honorary Londoner.
Makan is ‘eat’ in Malay and this place fully justifies the name with its authentic cooking and value. During lunch hour this place can be chaotic, if you’re in a hurry go for the excellent rice combination dish of Nasi Campur, whereby you can choose from the alluring display of ready cooked dishes to go with the rice. The cook to order dishes that include the Malaysian national dish of Nasi Lemak and my favourite Bee Hoon Goreng (Fried Vermicelli) were equally good. You can quite easily get away with £7.00 a head to include a soft drink. As this place is also a café, street snacks are also offered to go with your impromptu cuppa.
This is homecoming material for yours truly. I love London and I also love Makan, truly lah.