Time Out says
It’s Saturday night and I’m not in the mood to go out. All I want to do is stay in. All I can think is: this is your exit visa from the human race. You know it, the human race knows it. So I drag my ass to Reggae Bar Changkat and I have no expectations, apart from it might look like its Chinatown counterpart.
I was partly wrong; the chilled out-vibe and love for all things kitsch and Jamaican is still present – kind of a massive tiki hut but classier, replete with a massive bar downstairs and a balcony area upstairs. Nights celebrating singers like Bob Marley show that no matter how classy a joint can get, it’s nice to see it still sticking to its roots. Not content with merely being a drinking hole, however, its second level is a restaurant serving a veritable hodge-podge of dining options.
It might look like a clattering bag of contradictory ideas, but in the right hands, Reggae Bar’s a genuine expression of personality. It’s been open for a few months now so mea culpa, mea maxima culpa for not bringing it to your attention sooner. Syazlynia Rahim