This Stall is closed
If you still remember the days when the word Esplanade used to conjur up thoughts of piping hot satays by the sea rather than two big inedible durians. Then, you would fondly remember the good old satay club where names like Fatman Satay reigned supreme. Since then our present Satay Clubs are all but a shadow of what the original one was like.
I just love writing about these little stalls where the food is made with such passion. It is this passion that differentiates between the good and the great. Sedap lah!