"This place was never as good as Redang Island, which closed last year. Overall, it was just mediocre. Dishes like this should be made at home and authentically; otherwise, it's akin to bad Chinese takeout. Even the sambal, which is usually fresh and tasty in an authentic kitchen, tasted store-bought here. It’s like a fine Italian restaurant serving pasta with ketchup.
Additionally, the highlight of our experience was the hair I found in my food, which I discovered while dining at my Malaysian Buddhist temple. It was quite a large piece! We simply asked for the bill and left, feeling very disappointed with the quality of the food.
I’m not sure why this place gets decent reviews, but I’ve been surprised before. We only tried five dishes, and I was left feeling let down. On a positive note, the decor was beautiful. Most diners seemed to be ordering the gaudy-looking pineapple fried rice—who knows why? My advice is to leave this place to the tourists. Brooklyn’s Chinatown has much better restaurants. If you’re looking for authentic Malaysian food, there are a few hidden gems worth the trip."
