Little India's Masala Hut

A trip to Little India became the consensus when we couldn't find a place to eat in Suntec City. It was past ten o'clock in the evening on a Tuesday night.

I made the suggestion of looking for a place to eat near the hotel of our visitors. After all, they had a four-year old daughter in tow, and I wanted to make it easy for them. Eva agreed, and suggested we go very near their hotel, which was located in Farrer Park. Her husband —who's originally from Finland by the way — turns out to be a lover of Indian food. Feeling a little adventurous, we alighted at Little India instead of Farrer Park.

Except for a few stalls, the market right beside the Little India station was already closed. We had second thoughts about our adventure and thought of taking the sure route to Clarke Quay instead. But we trudged on and after only about two minutes of walking, we seemed to have found what we were looking for.

From a distance Masala Hut appeared inviting. It was well lit, its patrons and homey interiors could be seen through the windows. Inside, the place was spick and span, with wooden tables and chairs and the familiar stainless utensils common in Indian restaurants.

I had learned to eat Indian food only here in Singapore. In previous posts, I had documented my adventures in Aangan, a North Indian restaurant, and Annalakshmi in Amoy St., which practiced the Eat what you want, Give as you feel concept. Well, this was a somewhat different experience, a delightful one still.

We had dosa, cheese naan, garlic naan and Masala chicken. I gave the kulfi or Indian ice cream a try too. I didn't regret it. The total bill came to S$50 — not bad at all for five people.

If I ever get lost and hungry on Little India again, I know where to go.