M for Mmmmmmm

I was quite pleased with myself when I found out that I had correctly guessed that M Hotel was in the Shenton Way/Chinatown precinct before W consulted the street directory. Smug old me had wanted to gleefully correct the oft-maligned fact that women are bad at directions by throwing a See-you-should-trust-your-girlfriend curve ball at him, but I was getting quite restless and hungry so lucky for him, I didn't ;)

(I guess not everyone appreciates my little stories so maybe I should move on to talk about relevant things. Like food!)

You know how it is that some restaurants tease you with such reverent descriptions of their offerings? M Hotel's Cafe 2000 is one of them. I almost got psyched into ordering a triple-deck sandwich because of their verbal prowess. (On a sidenote, their love for letters and numbers is quite disturbing. Did I mention they have a J-bar too?)


W had the Roasted Rack of Lamb with Couscous and Grilled Tomatoes after some deliberation, and it proved to be a winning choice! I think he delights in the rare times his choice comes out tasting better than mine.




The lamb was grilled with a blue cheese crust on the top side, and it crumbled into the meat quite nicely. The thing about red meat is that the amount of blood you can taste should run hand in hand with the meat juices that collect on your tongue, and it should be obvious but not overpowering. And this was quite the stunner.

Did I mention I love meat with a lovely pink hue in the centre? And that I love meat that falls from the bone even more? Wouldchoolookatthat?

I had the Panfried Yellow Emperor with Long Beans and Sweet Pea Risotto in Black Bean Sauce. A mouthful that was.

A couple of hits and misses with the fish. One thing I do not appreciate is having bones in a fillet-of-something, and there were 7-8 thin bones in the fish. Otherwise it was quite well executed, probably also because I have an obvious preference for lean fish that do not have oily flesh in the likes of baked salmon. The skin was crisp and charred but I gave that to W because I happen to be one of those superficial girls with an aversion for the skin of cooked animals.

What I really liked was the sweet pea risotto. Risotto is one of the good things that nobody should be able to dislike, imho. Paired with the black bean sauce that tasted like a heavier version of good old teriyaki, the risotto was wonderful. I could picture little pods of sweet peas lining up to get squashed in my mouth. Arborio rice is love.

We shared Apple Crumble with Vanilla Bean Ice-cream for dessert. The crumble bits could have been more generously scattered, and true to its name, it could actually have been more crumbly. The apple filling was very nice, and it looks like while some other establishments have some trouble deciding the quantity of cinammon to add to stewed apples, the good people at M Hotel certainly didn't. And I really liked the fact that the ice-cream wasn't served on top of the crumble, because that would have made it even less crumbly

Crumble some more, leh.

All in all, I think I can say: The way to my boy's heart is a rack of lamb and me splitting the bill in half with him. Hurr hurr ;D

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Cafe 2000
M Hotel Singapore
81 Anson Road