Siang Hee Restaurant

It’s a sign that a zhi-char joint is beyond good when you look around and find almost every table is filled with white-shirted cab drivers. The raucous, frat-house atmosphere settled a little when the tiny kitchen sent out crisply battered prawns draped in a creamy pumpkin sauce flecked with curry leaves, followed by a bronzed fish infused with sambal. The tender chunks of pork ribs marinated in Marmite (yes, you heard right) was stellar, though it was a tough finish for first place against the long beans sautéed with dried shrimp.