The first nasi lemak I truly remember wasn't anything fancy. It came wrapped in a neat banana...

The first thing I noticed wasn’t the curry. It was the pot. Darkened by years of use, its...

The first time I really paid attention to traditional kuih, I was nine years old and completely...

The first sound was the metal ladle striking the side of the pot, sharp, hollow, and strangely...

There was this moment, maybe six months after I'd moved here, it's obvious there's no extravagant...

The first thing you learn in a Singapore queue is that you’re not really waiting for food. You’re...

I have always believed you cannot truly understand Indian cuisine until you share a bubbling...

A hawker centre, like Maxwell Food Centre, is loud in the way only Singapore can be, like the...

I still remember the first time a friend dragged me to Race Course Road, promising a meal that...

By Simon Lee for My Taste of Singapore The harsh white glare of the ceiling tube buzzes with a...

I still remember my first attempt at ordering Tamil food in Singapore. Near Little India on a...

By Maia Tan for My Taste of Singapore White pepper hits the back of my throat first. It is a...

If you have ever navigated the chaotic crowds of Paya Lebar MRT during evening rush hour, you...

By Simon Lee for My Taste of Singapore The sudden December downpour had just broken, leaving...

I have a very specific rule when it comes to food: on days when the rain is pouring and work has...

By Maia Tan for My Taste of Singapore The air was thick enough to chew by the time I finally...

Over the past three years, I’ve probably eaten my way through at least thirty different Japanese...

We have all been there. You step out of the fare gates at Paya Lebar MRT after a long day at the...

When I first moved to the east side of Singapore, I made a rookie mistake. I assumed Paya Lebar...

I have to admit, I have always been a little skeptical of the "mock meat" concept. If you are...