The weird world of Clarke Quay - a heritage location with a distinctly non-heritage cooling system
I abstained from the sheesha/hookah/hubbly bubbly (depending on your choice of colloquialism) this evening; I’d recommend that you have a few friends around to experience this if you’re not a regular puffer.
We selected a mixed grill shared appetiser, a bit of everything. We’d been to Kabul on Cuppage Road up in town last weekend and had a really good experience so wanted to compare and contrast the quality.
Unfortunately, the food was out on our table before our drinks arrived (a sprite & bottled beer) which was somewhat unusual. Surely it would take longer to prepare some kebabs and warm the pita than to shoot a post-mix sprite into a glass, right?
What arrived were some distinctly average koftas and kebabs, a ‘salad’ of cubed cucumber and carrot with thin tomato sauce. We assumed the tomato sauce is meant to be some harrisa derivative, but it lacked spice of any sort. The pita were like quarters from a dough-frisbee, and were not warm but hard instead.
However, as a people watching corner, it’s great value. Across from the debauched drinking establishment of The Clinic we sat back and mused over the passing patrons: based on their clothing what is their home country, employment status, ability to use the very expensive camera slung from the shoulder. Cheap fun!
After living on Clarke Quay’s doorstep for nigh on 6 weeks, it was time to actually venture in and sample the night-life. To get the best out of it, we wanted to sit and watch so we decided on middle-eastern bites.
Two places on Clarke Quay are available, restaurants called Marrakesh and Shiraz. Marrakesh looks to be more of the sit down, chill & chat type establishment which was what we were after so the plan was to order a couple of appetisers, nibble on some pita, hummus, mountabel, have a drink and watch some people.
I abstained from the sheesha/hookah/hubbly bubbly (depending on your choice of colloquialism) this evening; I’d recommend that you have a few friends around to experience this if you’re not a regular puffer.
We selected a mixed grill shared appetiser, a bit of everything. We’d been to Kabul on Cuppage Road up in town last weekend and had a really good experience so wanted to compare and contrast the quality.
Unfortunately, the food was out on our table before our drinks arrived (a sprite & bottled beer) which was somewhat unusual. Surely it would take longer to prepare some kebabs and warm the pita than to shoot a post-mix sprite into a glass, right?
What arrived were some distinctly average koftas and kebabs, a ‘salad’ of cubed cucumber and carrot with thin tomato sauce. We assumed the tomato sauce is meant to be some harrisa derivative, but it lacked spice of any sort. The pita were like quarters from a dough-frisbee, and were not warm but hard instead.
All in all it wasn’t a good dining experience.
However, as a people watching corner, it’s great value. Across from the debauched drinking establishment of The Clinic we sat back and mused over the passing patrons: based on their clothing what is their home country, employment status, ability to use the very expensive camera slung from the shoulder. Cheap fun!
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