The menu is predominantly seafood driven, which makes sense given we’re in Singapore, until the man pointed out it’s still Atlantic cod / John Dory and Scottish salmon. Ah well. Since we were both more intrigued by the hot appetiser section, we gave up the cold starter for 2 hot ones instead. We also treated ourselves to half a bottle from Cote du Rhone, served at the right temperature, of course.
Blue Lobster Royale a delicate royale of Brittany blue lobster on the bed of silky foie gras custard
The royale was composed of two layers of lustrous custard. The top part was concentrated shellfish bisque that was packed with umami; the bottom layer was an even richer pate of foie gras, including yellow nuggets of fat. Though indulgent in terms of texture, the two layers didn’t complement each other, the slightly bitter undertone from the roe and liver were battling for attention. Had it been foie gras foam on top and possibly a sweet root vegetable puree, it may have worked better.
Warm Lobster Rouelle (supplement $10) lobster & langoustine mousse encased within the baby organic spinach placed on the bed of classic fish bone sauce
The spinach ball was densely packed with lobster meat mingled with shellfish mousse. The lack of lobster juice was made up by the crustacean sauce, and the meat was tender and gently springy. It’s a straight-forward starter with familiar flavours - simple but good.
Scampi Tart (supplement $10) oven baked rosso di mazara scampi placed on tomato cooked with a light touch of saffron, served on crispy tart and drizzled with extra virgin olive oil
We should start with the positives: there is a lot of scampi.
Apart from that, this ‘tart’ was quite disappointing. Firstly, just because there is a sheet of filo pastry stuck on the plate doesn’t make it a tart. There are chefs that have worked hard to perfect pastry, which is one of the key components that defines a great tart. One single sheet of filo simply won’t do, not to mention there was nothing crispy about it. Then the seasoning was also off. At first bite he thought it was sugary sweet, as in signatory Singaporean sweetness that masked all other flavours. The good news is that the sweetness was completely out of the blue as the remainder of the dish was savoury.
It wasn’t criminally poor. The scampi compact was cooked to retain a slight crunch, simply seasoned with a faint hint of saffron fragrance (minus the first bite), the flavours were fresh and clean. Unfortunately with the anticipation of a crispy savoury tart, this interpretation has somewhat fallen short.
Foie Gras & Eel pan seared foie gras and French river eel in combination with citrus fruit compote and dashi
I was pleasantly surprised by the relatively chunky bloc of foie gras. The toasted sesame seeds gave a hardened, brittle skin to the liver, as well as sesame aroma to lift the heavy grease. The velvety centre was exuding fragrant goose fat and silky soft on tongue – such guilty pleasure. The eel was lightly smoked and pickled to preserve its succulence, it also accentuates its fishiness. It was an unusual combination of two pungent flavours; while separately the two items were most enjoyable, I can’t say there was much chemistry between them and the meek citrus jus did little to harmonise.
A clear dashi broth was served on the side to cleanse my palate. Again the oriental nature of the modest broth somewhat clashed with the Gallic masculinity of the foie gras. It may have worked better if the dashi was presented as foam or in gelatinous form on the plate and swap the citrus component out as a cleanse.
Pigeon Ballotine ballotine of pigeon breast from Anjou stuffed with foie gras, wrapped in bacon and savoy cabbage
We both raised our eyebrows when this arrived, for difference reasons. He found comedy in the 3 crisps elegantly reclining on the plate; when did it become acceptable for fine-dining restaurants to be serving crisps as part of a main course? On the side of my £4.95 chicken sandwich lunch at Weatherspoon, I appreciate it. At a restaurant that is currently ranking 13th on Asia’s Top, they should be embarrassed.
Moreover, this is a main. The 3 crisps had more plate coverage than the two buttons of ballotine; did the kitchen run out of pigeon breast? Or just food altogether? Essentially I was presented a plate of cold finger food with 3 crisps and 2 pieces of canapés. Not impressed. As for flavours, the lump of foie gras trumped over the bird; there was no balance, no depth, no structure – just a semi-liquid glaze to wash the mess down.
For those who could work out which side of the table I was sitting on, you may have deduced this was my third course with foie gras. Yes I was fully aware of what I was ordering, just that usually, in London, where the ingredient is only mentioned in the description on the menu, it comes in small quantities – more in essence and spirits than form. Whereas at Les Amis, I have been served solid chunks of foie gras that makes up at least half of the dish. It was starting to get to me.
Veal loin charcoal grilled veal loin in natural jus, served with macaroni gratin seasoned with bacon and black truffle
His main was far from sensational too. The uneventful presentation aside, the cube of veal loin was raw. Those who have been following my posts would know that I like my meats as rare as it dares. However, not raw. After cutting through the meat, it revealed the deep pinkness of pure rawness, not to mention its cooler than lukewarm temperature. We sent it back; thankfully our server seemed to agree it was undercooked.
In an ideal world the kitchen would have started fresh instead of re-cooking what we have cut through. However that would have been asking for too much at Les Amis, and as suspected, the kitchen re-fired the diced meat. The result, inevitably, was overcooked and slightly dry veal loin as the re-heating had drained the meat juice, leaking all the flavours away. The four tubes of macaroni that constituted a ‘gratin’ were soggy and bland - nothing to write home about.
They really could try harder with the presentation. It was alright - I have had better.
Chocolate Souffle warm P125 dark chocolate soufflé with Madagascar vanilla ice cream
The souffle was much better, fluffy like a breath of bittersweet chocolate, sweetened and cooled by smooth fragrant ice-cream. He approved.
Like I said, I think we started well at Les Amis, then somewhere between the two appetisers, things began to tumble downhill. It may have been poor choices of dish on my part, but the ingredients felt quite repetitive, which meant there was little variation in flavours. I’m left baffled by some of the design of the dishes, especially where strong opposing flavours began destroying each other. As for execution, the raw veal loin says it all. Service was generally quite good, though no one came to check on us during the meal and asked if we liked it. Maybe they used to and was sorry they had done.
I’m not sure if Les Amis helped me to impress; he was graceful enough to say I did well anyway. I’m counting so much on that massage…
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