Went to Handlebar to eat last night!!
It’s a Harley Davidson DRIVE-THRU cafe. Which means the bikes can actually drive through the bar. Damn cool la!
It’s at Gilman Heights, opposite PSA building, right next to the old SAJC at Malan Road/Alexandra Road. The old SAJC is now….RIVER VALLEY HIGH. o_0 It’s kinda ulu, probably would only go there if we have a car, but Handlebar is a nice place to eat because Villa Bali is right behind it for post-dinner drinks.
So anyhow we went there because Kow wanted his bacon-wrapped steak.
Waitress: Non-smoking?
Me: Yes please.
Waitress: Okay you can sit here!
We sat down. Two minutes later the table next to us lighted up cigarettes and started puffing. Sigh.
The Handlebar menu is quite good. Kow and Resh ordered the bacon-wrapped steak, 400g steak for $40. It’s bloody expensive but worth it, apparently. It was pretty good but it just tasted like steak to me man, I can’t bear to fork out $40 for a steak. The 200g is only $20 though and it’s quite enough because it comes with new boiled potatoes and a light side salad with balsamic vinegar. Nobbad! The 200g is one steak and the 400g is two steaks. They’re not very big though.
That’s Resh with his steak (or what’s left of it, really). He looks sort of constipated because I shot the photo while he was halfway chewing!
The Hoegaarden costs $10 per pop, and my ice lemon tea was extravagant at $5. For appetizers we ordered a bowl of Mexican chili, hot wings and wedges. The chili was pretty good but I got bored of it halfway through and we ended up not finishing it. The wedges are absolutely amazing, just the right saltiness and very very crisp, just the way I love it. The hot wings were pretty darn good too. Can’t remember the prices.
Liang and I ordered the Beer Butt Chicken.
They actually shove a beer can up the chicken’s butt and cook it that way, so that the meat becomes beer-infused. Sounds damn good right?? I thought so too! (Warning though, you might want to call ahead because the $20 Beer Butt Chicken takes about 45 mins to 1 hour to prepare.)
We thought, sure, we’ll wait, because we can eat appetizers and chill and chat. One serving of Beer Butt Chicken is half a chicken so they were grilling one whole chicken to later chop in half and split between me and Liang.
This is what it looked like, sitting on the outdoor grill.
Looks damn good right!! So juicy, so brown, so delicious. I was salivating. I couldn’t wait for my yummy Beer Butt Chicken. I was imagining myself slicing a knife carefully through the succulent meat. Mmmmm.
Five minutes after I took this shot, the thing burst into flames.
“Hey, our chicken’s on fire,” I said. They all turned to look. I thought it was like flambed chicken. I actually assumed it was supposed to be in flames, because no one was actually doing anything to stop the damn thing from burning.
It continued burning for about two minutes and the disturbed thought began to dawn on me that maybe the chicken wasn’t supposed to be on fire. Why wasn’t anyone actually regulating the burning chicken?
Then two men suddenly burst out of the kitchen, ran towards the grill and started spraying the chicken with water. The four of us watch, completely appalled.
The men doused the Beer Butt Chicken from Hell. They peeked at us then sidled quickly and quietly back into the kitchen.
I’m just completely stunned. “Er, OK, the chicken wasn’t supposed to catch fire, was it.”
The grill guy came up to our table looking extremely sheepish. “Er, sorry, but as you guys saw just now, your chicken is sort of…DARKER now.”
*facepalm* No shit, Sherlock.
“Do you want to wait another 45 minutes for another chicken?”
Liang looked completely horrified. “Dammit I’m HUNGRY. I’m not waiting another 45 minutes for that shit!”
We told him to forget it. He says OK and walks off. What? NO APOLOGY?
Grrrr. No discount after that either. Sigh. The vision of that chicken on fire is going to haunt me. I was so so psyched up to eat my Beer Butt Chicken. Sob.
The waitresses were very attentive and friendly though. And I must say the rest of the food was fantastic. Just damn suay to have my chicken catch fire lah. Ugh.
Other than that, Handlebar = fun! They actually rigged up the blender to an old Harley engine or something because when they turn on the blender they could rev it like an engine, and you know how cool Harley engines sound. Zhng my blender!
After that we went to watch Nacho Libre. It’s such a bad movie that I fell asleep a couple of times and now rank it 2nd on the list of movies that were a total and complete waste of time and money. I don’t even want to talk about it anymore. Don’t watch the stupid movie.
