It’ll never stop…
Amateur Review 25#
Third review of this franchise but yes, I have eaten here more than three times. As previously mentioned, my mum likes PappaRich so with my curry cravings, we decided to have lunch there.
PappaRich is rarely spotted without queues of hungry patrons and today was no exception. Even so, the wait wasn’t too bad; after about ten minutes, we were guided to our seats. While the doors were still thrown open, the unwelcome cool breeze was defeated by the indoor heating, as well as the lively atmosphere and spicy food.
Buon appetito! Mumzors and I both ordered noodle dishes today (I assume you’d be able to guess which dish was mine). Despite that, the portion size varied significantly! You can’t really tell from the angle which the photo was taken but mum’s plate of noodles was enough to fill two bellies.
Crispy Egg Noodle - Wok-fried egg noodles with egg gravy.
Mum’s order. I was intrigued by the look of the crispy noodles. I won’t elaborate what they reminded me of, lols.
The egg noodles were deep-fried to, you guessed it, strings of crisps but traces of oiliness were undetectable to the eye and thankfully, to the mouth as well. When soaked in the gravy, the noodles transformed back into their natural soft form. They taste bland by itself but the light eggy-ness of the gravy provided the perfect amount of flavour. The ingredients used included fresh baby bok choy, slices of fish cake, loose chicken bits, prawns and two peanuts…lol. Mum thoroughly enjoyed her meal, primarily due to the egg gravy. The dish would have lacked in many aspects without it.
Curry Laksa (Seafood) - A mouth-watering bowl of noodles in spicy coconut curry gravy with mussels, prawns, eggplants, tofu puffs, foo chok (beancurd skin), fish cake and bean sprouts.
Mmm…curry laksa. I was relieved to find that PappaRich did not lather the laksa with an overdose of chilli oil, a mistake made by quite a few Malaysian restaurants.
While mum had to conquer a monstrous amount of noodles, my hokkien noodles came by the handful. Drenched in the mildly sweet and spicy coconut milk, the hokkien noodles were soft and tasted amaaazing. After having nommed on TT’s last time, I was looking forward to the two eggplant chunks and they did not disappoint, still had the soft yet slightly chewy texture. The seafood was fresh and the prawns were tender as always. To my surprise, the foo chok and tofu puffs possessed a crispy exterior. Second to the eggplants were the delicious dried shallots sprinkled generously over the curry laksa, a fairly insignificant component but scrumptious to me. Overall, a very flavoursome and satisfying dish, warming and perfect for the cold afternoon.
Mum must have been really happy today, we never order dessert.
Our stomachs were both threatening implosion by the time we cleared our meals but the pudding was already ordered so there was no going back.
Many times have I consumed undercooked sago where the inside of the sago pearls were hard and floury. How happy was I to discover thatthe pudding was prepared perfectly! The sago was mild to allow for the sweet coconut milk and syrup flavouring. The dressing, paired with the mushed up red bean paste provided a sweetness overload. Without the sago, it could get overwhelming but how could I, and anyone for that matter, refrain from slurping it from the spoonful?
Service was not as efficient as that at Glen Waverley but you can only ask for so much, especially in a busy environment. There’s not much left for me to say really, maybe I’m biased from curry cravings and mum’s company but lunch was delicious and I enjoyed this experience.
“How important do you think education is?”
“How have you changed in the past 2 years?”
There are times when I have so many things on my mind that I do little forgetful things that are so stupid they make me feel dumb. I’m not a slow person but these happenings occur far too frequently for my liking and it makes me feel so, so silly. Yesterday when I went to microwave my food at university, I left my phone lying on the table with all my books. Like, how clueless could I be to leave something valuable just sitting there free for the taking? I didn’t even realise until I returned and my friend handed my phone back to me. There was this other time when my friend called to ask where I was, and I told her that I was in the Menzies Building when I was actually in the Matheson Library and I said it with such certainty. There were people seated around me as I was talking to her and I can only imagine how strange they must have thought I was.
It’s normal for people to have their on and off days but it seems I am getting less and less aware of things. I really need to learn to clear my mind of thoughts insignificant because this just makes me feel really bad about myself.