Ordered Black Pepper Beef and Fried Rice which was quite tasty - however when I chewed on a glass-splitter in my dish and showed it to the Chinese waitress she just smiled and nodded before she left again. Assuming that her command of English was not that good I informed the owner about the problem and showed him the bit of glass. Instead of acknowledging the problem, he told me that this is only a grain of salt and I don't need to worry. I then challenged him to eat the grain of salt and left after he starred blankly at me for ten seconds.
Summary: Food good but watch out for foreign objects - and don't expect the owner to take responsibility it something goes wrong in the kitchen.
The staff doesn't seem like they want to serve us. None of the staff looks happy when we are interacting with them and some were even quite rude. The cereal prawn we ordered although was fresh and big, but was expensive and could have more flavour. Popiah was pretty good. Home made been curd was fine, tried better. Might not go back.
Fatty weng used to be a good cook and wrap noodles in banana leaf. Now fatty became lazy and anyhow cook. Duck left hanging and no takers. Rather visit singapura restaurant for their cold crabs. Will definitely strike off fatty weng on future visitssssssss
Waitress is rude and impatient if u order cheap takeaways they will show a black face. Rather disappointed duck is not fresh left hanging whole day no takers with funny smell. no Aircon still must sit into the open as if they own the whole road
photos and more: http://andmorefood.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/fatty-wengs-restaurant-bugis/
good singaporean-chinese mainstay near bugis. guys, this place is a local institution – it’s the sort of old-school restaurant your grandparents and their grandparents went to (depending on how old you/they are) for their birthdays and weddings and chinese new year celebrations. in short, eating here is like paying respect to nostalgia and all your forefathers stood for – and it doesn’t hurt that the cooking is fantastic, classics executed perfectly, and service efficient (as it always was in the old days). it’s the kind of food most of us chinese in singapore grew up eating, a little more polished and extravagrant than mum’s daily cooking, but familiar enough to feel as comforting. that also means that while there is a lot I could tell you about how soft and yielding the tofu was, how sweet-savory the sauce on the pork ribs, and how those individual grains of fried rice were expertly seasoned and delicious, I could just as well say nothing much – silence here as implicit approval and agreement with the esteemed expertness of this place.