If you step into Munch looking for variety, you could consider it done.
With an extensive menu ranging from freshly-made salads to gourmet wraps to pancakes and even rosti, cubicle rats could stick to this cafe 5 times a week without contracting a hint of boredom. Though the pretty ordinary interior has honestly nothing much to shout about, their dramatic assemble of 60 over salads is truly something to scream for. And for those who refused to be taken hostage by their diet, the 10 over choices of dressings are at your mercy. Variety is simply an understatement.
Testosterone-pumping males need not drop a sweat when your female colleagues drag you into this presumably herbivorous cafe: Munch kindly cater to both the animal-lovers and the carnivorously-inclined. No wonder the 40-odd eatery fills up very quickly during the lunch rush.
We say this is the place even fussy eaters couldn’t counter.
In this salad-themed cafe, it is but normal to be suspicious of the standard of meat on their menu. Nevertheless, we eventually succumbed to curiosity after observing repeated orders on almost every table.
Much to our delight and relief, the salmon and bird did not disappoint a bit. Admittedly, we were almost deceived by the crisp, dry skin of the flame-licked thigh until we pried beneath the surface to find a succulent yet juicy leg meat, oozing essence in its roasted glory. The fork-tender and well-salted meat only meant that we could not get enough of it, and were secretly requesting for seconds. We could still taste the rosemary lingering in our mouths.
The pepper-studded fish was not inferior to the bird in comparison. The rosy-hued meat fell apart with a single tug of our fork, and melted the moment it landed on our tongues. Be pleased that it was neither too raw nor was it overly-prepared on the pan, thus you could expect that the omega-3-filled meat did not last very long on our plates.
Amongst the medley of salads and sandwiches, the rosti stood out boldly in the menu and it was difficult to ignore. The rosti came pipping hot and crispy, just like we expected, along with a diet-killing dollop of sour cream and spicy bratwurst as sidekicks. As we tore through the entangled plate of fried potatoes beyond its crisp surface, the dish proved to be a little heavy on the palate. And sadly, the puddle of melted sour cream did not help at all.
Unexpectedly though, the spicy bratwurst came to the rescue. The juicy and evenly-spiced sausage was great to the bite and it brought some nice heat to the belly.
At a corner of the cooler, the very berry yoghurt yearned for recognition. It was impossible for us to pass up on the dessert when the mish-mash of sweet berries sat neatly atop the layer of strawberry coulis, with each and every one of them screaming for attention. The bright colours were disturbingly inviting, and we plunged right into the yoghurt without hesitation. A perfect marriage of sweet and sour tanginess indeed. Our verdict: Forget those pre-packed yoghurt snacks.
The sheer variety of salads alone in Munch would put most competitors on stranglehold, and we are pretty darn serious when we say we were overwhelmed by the choices we have. We say take your time, the friendly crew will not rush you. Sandwiches, cut-fruits and snacks are also available for those who just want to do an in-and-out. And for executive whose offices are not in Tanjong Pagar, there’s a twin just right in a corner of the Marina Bay Link Mall.
p.s. We thank Munch for the warm invitation.