Like any food-crazed Malaysian who wears their refined palate like a trophy to be whipped about – not unlike the “be what you wanna be; do what you wanna do” strain of thought pervading American culture – I thought it a matter of public service to bring pop culture to the fore: 1) Ant Man & The Wasp was “hella” good – gucci even? , but more relevantly, 2) 8haus is the perfect fantasy-millennial marriage of minimalist interior and decently robust food. Ya know. The kind where the fortuitous matching right swipe precedes a non-FWB first date, followed by a warm cuddle session and the rest as they say…is history.
Is it weird that I’m oddly turned on by the closeted bricky 8haus interior…or is it even weirder that you’re not? There’s this platonic cold comfort in pressing the whole of my body against the barebones brick walls and hearing it whisper sweet nothings. Dear Diary: Today, I found out I got a brick fetish.
Bak Kwa Toast
Braised Beef Rice
Grilled Chicken Rice
Triple Pork Bao
What’s In It For Me?
8haus, daring to churn out delicious Western-oriental fusion food within the confines of cozy-driven brick walls, is a free-for-all, no-holds-barred type of establishment: whether you’re frantically reducing awkward pauses on a date or injecting an air of superiority in a formal business meeting. And for those uncertain of the rules of the trade, it may be called comfort food and the environment recalls of a dream-like pillowy heaven but for all intents and purposes, sleeping is not permissible. That is unless you indulge in their juicy and tender pork ribs AND the crispy-exterior pork roulade, improved by sinking into their sidewinder fries and capping off the feeding extravaganza with Browskies Ice. You’ve been warned.
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