Sunday, May 27, 2007 5:35 PM
MR. PRATA RESTAURANT
MR. PRATA RESTAURANT
Crispy on the inside, the prata is light and fluffy, fried to golden-red colour.
It was on a Sunday. We had a cousins' gathering. It was Me, Badrun, Hamid, Banu and lastly Jaminah. Supposed to go to al-ameen and have dinner there together.
Instead this Hamid brainwashed me and we decided to eat at Mr. Prata at Clementi.
Omg. It was the best gathering ever in my life.The reason for this urgent cousins' gathering was cause of my so-called screwed up 21st birthday. I was totally upset with my birthday celebration and so to cheer myself up, I decided to hold this gathering. It was sooo important to me.
I went to Badrun's place first. After that, the rest of my sisters gathered there. Later in the
evening at around 8, we left to Mr. Prata.
Mr. Prata left me speechless and mouth-watering. All the pratas come in thousand and one varieties. There is cheese prata, butter prata, mayonaise prata, french prata, italian prata and so on. I can go on and on and on but then I would not have anymore space to blog about MR.PRATA.
Well, we found a table to rest our butts first.
The place was so cosy and they even had cute signs hanging on the walls.
A waiter came up to our table and produced us 4 menus. We grasped on the menus and started deciding.
We were in total lost. Really had a hard time choosing. Finally, we decided. Each of us chose 2 pratas each except Me and Hamid. I ordered Italian Prata and to go with, I ordered Teh-CINO as my drink. Badrun ordered Cheese and Butter Prata, Banu ordered Egg with Cheese Prata and Butter Prata. Both of them ordered Ice Horlicks to go with it. Jaminah ordered Mayonaise Prata and Cheese Prata along with Milo Dinosaur.The only person who came to MR. PRATA and ordered something pathetic is HAMID.
He ordered 2 kosong pratas and a Butter Prata. *Come on...Who would ever come to MR PRATA and order kosong pratas??!! tsk tsk tsk*
Omg! When the waiter brought my Italian prata, all eyes were on it. My prata totally didn't even look like one normal size prata. In fact, it looked more like a pizza, sliced equally into 6.
It had mushrooms, cheese, minced meat and green capsicum all over it.
Woooo...Yum Yum!!
It was mouth-watering. Can't take my eyes off it. I pinched the prata using a fork and spoon and dipped it into the sauce and popped it into
my mouth.
Mmmmmmmmm....
*Heavenly, Delicious, Yummy, Tasty, Sumptuous*
I was flying. It was that delicious. Every one of us fed each others' pratas and had a taste of it.
*Hamid: 2 Kosong and 1 Cheese Prata*
*Mine: Italian Prata*
*Banu: Egg with Cheese Prata and Butter Prata*
*Jaminah: Mayonaise Prata and Cheese Prata*
*Badrun: Cheese and Butter Prata*
*Milo Dinosaur*
*Ice-Horlicks*

*Teh-CINO*
All were so yummy that I felt like packing all the pratas and have a feast on different varieties every morning for breakfast. There were tooo good. We had a blast there.
Singing, changing the lyrics of the 80s' tamil songs and imitating the way the singers would sing.
Absolute FUN. Laughed our hearts out. Making fun of the ads in VIJAY TV. Taking Shots of ourselves like a million times. It was so chaotic. All eyes were on us. So Loud
and noisy. Coming to the bill. I guess, we were the biggest customers in MR.PRATA. I would never ever say that MR. PRATA is expensive cause they charged the normal price. Except mine. My prata was the only one which costed more than the others. It costed 6 bucks.
Later that night, we were walking back to the bus-stop when we noticed a merry-go-round at the playground. Gosh! We had to try it.
All of us darted to the merry-go-round and hopped onto it. Before we could even get ourselves ready and grasp onto the handles, this idiot HAMID started spinning the merry-go-round with so much of force. The force was too strong that Badrun fell off right after the second spin and I committed suicide after about 5 to 6 rounds.
The force was too strong to
control. Even Jaminah and Banu were holding onto the grip soo tightly, preventing themselves from falling. It was crazee. Everyone started laughing when Badrun
and I fell off. *Even sprained my hip*
It all looked so dramatic but of much fun.
Took a bus back home straight. Even then, we were not coming back home quietly. Causing a lot of noise in the bus. But MR.PRATA was indeed a nice cozy place to chill out with friends, cousins or family. Nice place and also cheap. A place not to be missed. Honest!
Warning: MR. PRATA is ADDICTIVE
Mr. Prata Restaurant
Blk 320, Clementi Ave 4
#01-37
Singapore 120320
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