
Simon and I decided to go to Mamak, one of my favourite joint in Sydney as they have have mouth-watering rotis as well as a respectable collection of other Malaysian food. I especially liked Mamak after I heard the story of it starting out as a stand at the Chinatown night market, and as it got popular it opened this little hole-in-the wall, which has since then earned a one-hat status.
I haven't been back since the refurbishment, so was interested to find out what has changed. Arriving on a Friday night at 7pm, it seems it's business as usual - the queue was long full of punters seeking good food at low prices. We joined the tail of the queue, and waited patiently.
There's a no booking policy at Mamak: it's a test to see how much you really want it, and I guess we all want in on the action. The queue quickly grew and within a couple of minutes we were in the middle of the line without moving an inch forward.
Luckily, the open kitchen by the window kept us diverted as we watched the chefs work their magic. It was fun to see the roti 'dough', so moist and soft it looked like tofu to me. It was even more entertaining to watch the chefs work the dough - to make the thin rotis they flip the dough round and round almost like a pizza base, it is then stretched until it is millimeters thin. Depending on the type of roti they are making they may layer it to give it a flaky texture, or to twist it like a pretzel so it's thick and round.
It ended up being around 30 minutes before we were seated. We were lucky because the churn of table for twos was a lot faster - if you were a large group my guess is the wait could be up to an hour. The benefit of waiting, however, is that it heightens the anticipation. My mouth was salivating from looking at twenty or so rotis turn a delicous shade a golden brown in the kitchen. I also made a mental note to order the 'pyramid' roti I saw them making.
Inside Mamak, it was bigger than it looked as the restaurant has its own little tuck-aways where tables are set. I didn't notice too much change to the interior (afterall, that's not why I go there), apart from some new pictures on the wall. The tables were still set in
long rows, with narrow gaps in between which allows one waiting staff to walk up and down to serve the food - there's always mini traffic jam as people head to the toilets located at the back of the restaurant. The loud chattering from diners remains familiar. If you want somewhere romatic, Mamak is definately not the place to go.

Simon decided on the Murtabek ($10.50), a roti filled with meat, cabbage, onions and egg. I had it the first time I came here and I remember having to wait (it does say it takes longer on the menu) whilst my companion half-finished her food. I went for the cheap and cheerful Roti canai ($5). Simon then changed his mind last minute to go for Nasi Lemak with lamb curry ($10.50) which I was doubtful about, as the kitchen had brainwashed me into sticking to their roti specialty.
We both ordered hot Malaysian tea, with me getting the classic Teh tarik ($3.50) and Simon getting the Teh halia ($3.50).
The teas arrived first in sizable mugs.
The Teh tarik was very sweet, like Chai but it's frothy from being 'stretched', which is just another word for saying it's been poured between two jugs from a sizable height. Personally, I prefered the Teh halia, which was basically Teh tarik with added ginger. The gingery taste balanced out the sweetness of the Teh and gave it more warmth and depth.
We were half way through our Tehs when Simon's Nasi lemak arrived. It looked amazing - and totally justifies the "arguably Malaysia's national dish" statement on the menu. The colours on the plate from the sambal, cucumbers, peanuts, achovies and egg around the cococut rice formed a glorious combination. And the lamb curry. Yum-o. The lamb pieces were so tender it fell apart in my mouth. Simon lapsed into total silence as he concentrated on eating.
Lucky for me it wasn't long before my roti arrived, looking beautifully fluffy and accompanied by sambal and two different curry dips. My favourite was the spicy sambal. One of the curry dip was tangy and the other one more like Indian curry. I liked to rip a chunk of the roti and roll it around all of the dips so that theres a combination of flavours.

After we finished I had a big smile on my face: yes, it was time for dessert. I found out my pyramid roti was in fact Roti tisu ($9) and better yet, it was served with ice cream. It took a while coming, and when it came, the roti was paper thin and extra crispy as promised, coated with a layer of suger. I wondered how to attack this but Simon seemed to know what to do. He commenced to hack it from the side with a spoon, and because it is so crispy, it will just break. I quickly followed suit, and together we made a sizable dent.
It was very tasty, especially with the ice cream to add moistness to the dry crumbly texture - I am not sure however, it justifies $9 - after all, that is more than what I paid for my main! Another scoop of ice cream would have been nice. Also I should add that it was extremely sweet - probably best for sharing between more than two people to more evenly distribute the calories.
Overall, I was surprised to say that the Nasi lemak was my favourite of the day. When I next return, maybe I will venture out of my roti-rut and try the other dishes - I am confident that Mamak will not disappoint.
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