WIP, Bangsar Shopping Centre

After an debaucherous weekend of food and drink, I thought I'd be healthy, and told the wife to prepare me a salad lunch with sauteed mushrooms for lunch. She dutifully did so, and I had a healthy slice of homemade carrot cake for breakfast, when I suddenly get a text from Ciki, asking me to join them for lunch at WIP! Them included Eat Drink KL (alarm bells should have gone off in my head at this point, seeing as to how lavishly the guy eats), Memoirs of a Chocoholic, Qwazy Monkey, Nipple Joe and The Nomad Gourmand. How to say no to such a list of blogging luminaries? So I had to chomp down my salad as a snack in between breakfast and lunch, (brunch?)......



Not bad, lots of foliage. The action of quick chomping of the greens made me want to moo, and poo, all the same time.

By lunch time, the greenery had all but dissipated into a verdant smelling greenhouse gas, so I was ready to start eating again.

WIP which one stood for WORK IN PROGRESS has now renamed itself WHIPPED INTO PLACE. Hmmmm, more about THAT after the review.

The youth of today manage to look so fresh faced despite it being a Monday and all.



Of course, some can even run 21km and look like they can pose for Tatler immediately after the run.



One of the first dished to arrive was my curry laksa, which I had to pre-verify did have cockles. I love my cockles in curry laksa, and if they dont serve it, I would not order. The dish looked impressive enough, large pieces of fried foo choke, (bean curd skin), large chunk of chicken, cockles. The soup wasnt bad, but that large chunk of chicken, ......the sahara has more moisture than that dehydrated piece of blotting paper.



Nipple Joe's Butter Chicken, which he says was okay, but not great.



The chorizo and beef tripe stew which Sean ordered for us communally to try. Err, I won't bother ordering that again.



Ms Fit's mango salad. Can't really go wrong here, unless your ingredients were off, but I think they looked acceptable.



Anyway, whatever it is, it was eclipsed totally by THIS.

Their Espetadas or something that sounds like it. Looked attractive and delicious, but alas, fell FAR short of expectation. The seafood was tough and rubbery, and the beef was nothing to shout about. To top it all, it was RM85 for the beef skewer and RM75 for the seafood one.





WIP Burger...I didnt hear any complaints nor compliments, so I'm guessing it was okay.


Qwazymonkey's 1st take at the thai beef noodle salad was .....SALT LICK SALT LICK. Very very salty. However, credit where it's due, the staff were very attentive, and did try to rectify it by replacing it with another less salty version.


Ah, my cockles and balls. Lovely.



Ciki and Sean have no qualms about knocking back a few in the noon day. I might have, on a Friday, but on a Monday? Hmmm, ....they do have a spectacular range of cocktails available, and quite reasonably priced as well, especially if at happy hour rates. The first few were sent back because they were tastelss (ie, cant taste the booze), but the bartender eventually got it right.








So, whipped into place eh, Qwazy Monkey? Whaddaya reckon?


Aiyo, not so bad la. Okay, plus points. Generally, the service and ambience is pretty good. I guess maybe it was due to their teething problems, as the place did just reopen. Looks like a great place to hangout for happy hour drinks though.


Strange conversations:
Sean: Is there any particular dish that you must try before you die?
Group: Not really
Sean: I'd like to try human flesh....
[Pregnant Pause]
Me: So ah, of all the people here, {ciki too boney, me too fatty}, who would you like to consume ah?
Sean: Qwazey monkey [without batting an eyelid]
Monkey: [under his breath]...Ah pa, help.

Those who stayed on decided to traipse on to Teuscher chocolates for dessert.






Who said diamonds are a girl's best friend. Since I only looked, and not touch, I can't really say much about this part of the meal. Suffice to say, the three who partook look decidedly satisfied.