Forgive my one-week late Deepavali post. The festival of lights have officially come and gone but who says the party can’t go on, right? We are a bunch of rebellious munkeys after all.
So there we were last week, while Agent Ciki and I were having a crappy start to our Monday, Ms. Luscious Lemongrass was very bored at the office. Can you believe it, she failed to find some work to do? The only thing she could do was figure out which Shu Uemura lashes she wanted to bring along to the recent Nuffnang Asia-Pac Bloggers Awards. I would be excited too if I were her. She was up for the Best Food Blog award. A weekend has passed and who cares if she didn’t win, at least she rocked the place with her lashes and had a good time touring Singapore. I may be envious of her jet-setting lifestyle, but I want her to know that she’ll always be my Queen.
Enough rambling already, now where was I… oh yeah, so she-who-has-nothing-to-do-last-Monday decided to call upon us Munkeys to accompany her for lunch. She didn’t have to say much and we were there in a jiffy. Who are we mere mortals to say ‘no’ to the Queen?
Since Sista Masala Banana wanted to eat something spicy, Her Royal Highness brought us to her ‘hood, Brickfields. Never heard of it, have you? Anyway parking was surprisingly a breeze in this usually chaotic part of town. As we walked towards her favourite banana leave rice store, they were closed. Even the famous Woo Lan Chinese restaurant next door was closed too. Damn. Well, what did we expect, we were in Brickfields a day after Deepavali.
So, we continue to scout around LL’s old neighbourhood for some other food. Suddenly the good Queen shrieked “STTOOOPPPP! We’re having our lunch here!” Oh Shanti, my ears nearly went deaf. To cut the long story short, that’s how we found our way to the newly opened Moghul Mahal restaurant.
The interior of the restaurant was really white. White tiles on the wall, white floors, white ceiling, white lights etc. After a while I couldn’t tell the ceiling from the walls. It was also sparkly clean. We later found out that they have only opened barely a week ago. In contrast to the clinical interior were a spectrum of colourful desserts in the store’s front showcase. The girls went gaga over them. It was time to pull out our point-and-shoot and snapped away. I was actually impressed that the managers actually opened up the showcase, pulled out the trays and let us photographed these beautiful sweets. Now, that’s forward thinking. We also found out that this was actually a branch of of another restaurant in Singapore. A quick google search reviewed that the original restaurant is located in Novotel along River Valley Rd. Makes me wonder why would a hotel restaurant open a branch in this part of town. Hmmmmmm.
The Queen decided to show off her heritage by ordering a bunch of things for us. It was all gibberish to me of course, but I trusted her choices. The restaurant owners must know that a Queen was in their presence as our lunch orders came in a breeze. First on the table was the understated looking Pani Puri (RM5.00). It looked nothing like the one we saw in the menu. Thankfully, it taste better than it looks. The appetizer came in a set of 4 hollow deep-fried crisp spheres, with its cavities filled with cheese (I think). We then had to pour in a green watery sour sauce and put it all in our mouths.
Next was the Fish Tikka (RM12.00), which was easily my favourite. It came served on a hot plate, setting a trail of smoke as it was carried out from the kitchen. The tandoori marinated fish was a joy to bite into. Thick firm flesh, slightly burnt and sourish on the outside while remaining juicy on the inside. Drizzle some of the green mint-yogurt sauce on it and be ready for a fantastically different experience.
In my books, no Northern Indian meal would be complete without Butter Chicken (RM13.00), Palak Paneer (RM8.00) and a basket of Na’an bread (Garlic Butter – RM2.50 & Kashmiri -RM4.50). I love how smooth the Butter Chicken was, while the spinach-based Palak Paneer with cottage cheese was just alright. I had better before. They both go so well with the Kashmiri Na’an. I also love how contrasting flavoured food just brings out the best of each other.
Now you may think that our bellies are filled and about to explode, but girls being girls, they had to order dessert. They each had a Gulab Jamun (RM1.50 each). I really don’t understand what is so fascinating about these diabetic ghee balls. To each his/her own I guess. I was just happy to end my meal with a cup of Bru (not brewed, as I learned) Instant Coffee from India with fresh cow’s milk (RM5.00). It was really rich and nice. I think I can get seriously addicted to this coffee.
We finally had to end our riotous munkey lunch when Ciki’s boss called. We reluctantly sent the Queen back to her office to rot. Unfortunately, some of us do have to work. Have a happy Monday readers!
Moghul Mahal Restaurant Sdn. Bhd.
153A, Jalan Sultan Abdul Samad.
50470 Brickfields, Kuala Lumpur
Tel: +603- 2272 5870