Ok,
so the whole of Bangalore knows about The Fatty Bao already – even though they very
sneakily opened without an official ‘I want all the P3 types at my launch
party’ party. The crowds have been trickling in from the word go and even
though Bangalore is a sucker for new places – this one seems to be running on
more than just novelty. The Olive Beach and Monkey Bar team has given Bangalore
another enviable establishment that not only puts food first, but also serves
it up with style. Of course The Fatty’s style is quirky, fun, slightly
eccentric and casual. The approach to casual however, is never casual with Chef
Manu Chandra. As soon as you walk up (or take the elevator) to the 3rd
floor, you know that the seemingly disparate elements still tie in to form a
cohesive space. I’m thinking Kung Fu Panda, meets acid-tripping-hippie, meets
kid-on-candy’s bedroom, meets Asian tea house! (Don’t ask me where I get my
aesthetic!) You can either choose to eat in la-la-land or head up to the
rooftop bar. Both areas pay homage to the ‘garden’ part of Bangalore and you
can enjoy your meals gazing at the tree canopy. Let’s just say I like to dine
inside during the day and head over to the rooftop during sundown – after all
we must make use of our fabulous weather, no?
You
have some pretty reasonably priced rolls like Asparagus Tempura & Cream
Cheese and Spicy Tuna Tartare – so all those California Roll loving fiends,
will be a happy bunch. The dumplings are a throwback to the ones at LTO and the
Shrimp & Pork Har Gow, the Beef & Jalepeno Gyoza and the Duck with
Hoisin and Spring Onion Sheng Jian Bao are my picks. (Yes, I’ve pretty much
eaten through their menu!)
Apart
from rolls and dumplings the Small Plates are all the rage at Fatty (so are the
kitty party aunties) and you have quite a selection to contend with. The Brie
Tempura is my favorite rendition of fried cheese! I just wish they wouldn’t be
so stingy with the plum sauce. I get that small dots of sauce on the plate look
a lot more fancy than a big blob, but substance over looks Ok? Okay? Oookaay?
After
saying all that, it does put me to shame that I ordered the Vietnamese
Sugarcane Chicken, just because I like how it looked on the neighboring table. Sue
me. Pretty pedestrian (clearly I’m talking about it from a Vietnamese’s point
of view :P ) but the sugarcane sticks are a fun way to eat a chicken meatball,
if any. The Duck Pizza was another one of those experiments that I wanted to be
a part of. Considering it’s notoriously difficult to cook duck just so – a
tortilla base with shredded duck, crispy duck skin crumble, plum sauce, spicy
mayonnaise and togarashi sounded ambitious. The final product was a nacho like
(ok masala papad like) construction with fun flavors, but I couldn’t detect any
crispy duck skin. My duck loving friend however grabbed the plate and polished
it off – so it does satisfy some
demographic. Every other writer and blogger worth their salt has spoken about
the fabulous Salmon Carpaccio – so I won’t waste my breath here. I just want to
say that it might come out looking fancier than it should, if Manu himself
slices the sashimi. :P #True Story 1.
Now
coming to the second thing on the menu that’s become my standard order - The
Fatty Bao PB&J. No, this is not the Elvis version, but I’m pretty sure he
would have swapped his own version for this, in a heartbeat. Of course I speak
with ultimate authority on the topic, because the trend these days is to assume
what a dead person would have said/ or liked/ or wanted. (This is in no way
implicating our religious leaders and their dictum’s but then again – this is a
food blog and no one should really take me seriously. Exit Plan A in action).
Sorry
for deviating from the encomium but I’m talking about the Fatty PB&J -
Twice cooked Pork belly with Mustard Miso Jam. (because cooking it once doesn’t
garner the gourmet vote :P). The striated meat and fat form a perfect place for
the mustard miso jam to spread its goodness. If you had any doubt that this
place has a secret pact with the devil, this savory-sweet-porky square will lay
it to rest.
Once
you stop going crazy with the small plates, you will eventually reach the Ramen
page like I did. Since we’re not cool like New York, Tokyo or Barcelona to have
our own Ramen houses, Fatty Bao doubles up to give us solace. The Chasu Ramen
is popular with bacon brains like me and has the most flavorful broth. With
Pork stock, bacon, braised pork belly, bean sprouts, marinated soft boiled egg
and scallions – it packs in quite a punch. Mine also had sweet corn this time
and it didn’t make any difference either way. A lighter,daintier version is the
Seafood Ramen with grilled Seafood, Black Pepper Ramen and Crispy Prawn
head. Or you could go Via Malaysia
and order the coconut broth with kaffir lime, chilli, lemon grass, galangal and
basil. Apparently the broth for most Ramens is simmered for 14-18 hours and
last I heard, they tried making the noodles in-house. So here’s my verdict on
the Ramen – I much prefer a stronger flavored broth and thicker, chewier
noodles. But in a land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king and I dutifully
bow to the Fatty Ramen’s efforts.
The
Nonya Seafood curry with Torch Ginger Flowers was finally ordered last week.
Every other time I have been denied this dish due to lack of some ingredient.
(I have also got denied the Asparagus and Bacon Fried Rice on numerous
occasions due to lack of fresh asparagus..duh!) It’s a lovely turmeric curry
with little sides of roasted peanuts, fried onions, lemon and satay paste. I
looked in vain for the torch ginger flower but didn’t find any - maybe because I
was looking for something that resembled a lily! (I later googled it and realized that Torch Ginger Flowers are a key
ingredient in Nonya cusine to mask the strong smell of fish. The tiny red ginger bud
is thinly shredded to release a floral, grassy fragrance with citrus notes and
a hint of pepper).
Dessert.
It must be had. Especially because I know what their talented pastry chef is
capable of creating. The Mango Panacotta is the star – beautifully plated Mango
Panacotta (that clears the wobble test), with tapioca pearls, Passion Fruit,
Raspberry Meringue & Mango Chilli Cilantro Salsa. A pity really, because
they didn’t have it the last time I visited with a camera and hence I cannot
offer you any voyeuristic pleasure.
The
Warm Fig and Candied Ginger Pudding sounded all Asian and comforting at the
same time, but was the least favorite. If anyone has tried Rava Prasad during
puja, you will understand our reluctance to give it its due. Luckily there’s
always a Lemon Tart to tantalize your taste buds and this one is bang on. Lemon
Curd layered with a light lemon mousse, almond cake, Orange Mascarpone &
Praline Crumbs – it tastes as pretty as it reads.
The
drinks menu at Fatty covers a good ten pages, so your need for a tipple is
taken care of as well. Just remind the waiter to make you a strong cocktail,
because frankly, it costs the same for a light one! (P.S. That’s how they roll.
#True Story 2). I just order a Gin and Tonic and pretty it up with a wedge of
lemon these days. Or I get a pot of Lapsang Souchong and proceed to act all
dainty whilst I’ve just burnt my mouth with the hot tea. #True Story 3.
Fatty
does most of us a favor and bans disallows kids in the evenings. And they are
crazy booked on all days for lunch and dinner – so call in advance for a
reservation and pray that the kitty gang hasn’t usurped the best seats in the
house. Unless of course, you’re part of the kitty gang and I just upset you. Oops.
THE
FATTY BAO – ASIAN GASTRO BAR
610,
3rd Floor, 12th Main,
Off
80 feet Road,
Indiranagar,
Bangalore
– 560008.
Ph:
+91 80 44114499
Timings:
Lunch 12:00 – 3:30 PM and Dinner 7:00 – 11:30 PM
Cost:
Rs.2800/-++ for a meal for two, including one drink


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ReplyDeleteAwesome food! The presentation is just awesome. I really like this restaurant. You know I also attended a party at best roof top bar nyc on this New Year Eve. The services were outstanding of that rooftop bar. I would love to book that for my birthday party.
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