Souk in the City is a restaurant I’ve been meaning to come back to for ages, while Sisiely seems like she’s been dying to try the food here ever since she went past it one night (and it was too busy to accommodate her party for dinner). Finally, the planets and stars aligned…
Once again we’re tackling the winding roads from the Cameron Highlands down towards Ipoh, it’s a place close to Billy’s heart, he’s lived here for most of his life and a lot of his family is still in the area.
I said I’d like to come back to try out more things on the menu, but I didn’t realise just how soon we would be back!
With the constant fantastic food that always seems to find its way into my stomach, the lack of exercise and a thin wallet, it seemed unlikely that we would have a big breakfast any time soon. Unlikely, but I guess not improbable… hence our fattiness on a sunny, but chilly Saturday morning.
Ever since a few of my friends and I had dinner at Souk in the City (what seems like) eons ago, M’s developed a soft spot for Moroccan cuisine. It’s not surprising then that she decided to have a big group dinner at a Moroccan (slash Egyptian) restaurant for her birthday.
As we turned up without a reservation on a supremely busy Sunday morning, the next available timeslot for us was about an hour. We were about to decline the booking when an awesome looking dish went by and we simultaneously asked the waiter to book it in for us.
On a whim, my friends and I decided to venture into the tastes of Moroccan food, having never tried it before. The restaurant was “atmospheric” (aka dimly lit hehe) and gorgeously decorated – such attention ...
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