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The setting was wonderful, to be honest. It was my first time trying out this restaurant (Though I have heard many times about it), but I really wasn't quite sure about what to expect.

Step in, and you'll find yourself in some dusty lobby. There's a sign that says "Office space for rent upstairs", which isn't exactly very good 'Feng Shui' for a supposedly posh restaurant, but whatever.

The lobby had a very 1950's appeal. A bar greets you, with a big guestbook (which happens to be the menu). Lounge chairs and coffee tables line the 'lobby' of this restaurant, and the cigar counter at the side is a nice touch.

I will admit, upon walking past this entry point and going into the main room, I was very pleasantly surprised. The setting was really marvelous. A large ceiling high window greets you with a great view of the sea. It's all candlelight, with a nice touch on the decor and the environment. The music is fine, and a mirror hangs on the wall so you can make some last minute dental checks before you go on your date.

Here's where it all goes downhill however....

For one thing, the service sucks. They're ridiculously understaffed, and everything takes time. From getting the menu, to getting drinks, to whatever you name it. I get better service in fast food joints, and I have less complaints about them.

And maybe its just me, but I've never liked fine dining. Whats with the ridiculously small portions? And don't give me that crap about the taste. It was more or less the same kind of food I could get anywhere. Steak, fried wantons? The plates were nice, the setting and all, but a restaurant is about the food, not just the ambience.

I ordered the 'Rack of lamb'. Now I'm not sure about you, but where I come from a Rack is generally quite a sizeable portion on the sheep. But just to clarify, I'll quote to you from a dictionary on the definition of a rack.

"noun 1.
a framework of bars, wires, or pegs on which articles are arranged or deposited: a clothes rack; a luggage rack. "

So using that definition, I'm assuming the rack to be a sizeable portion of the lamb's ribcage. What I got? 2 cutlets and a mashed potato. An appetizer, at 60 bucks? So, to quote from the dictionary again, I guess 32 chose to use this definition instead of mine.

"7.
a cause or state of intense suffering of body or mind."

So with that said, what's there for me to compliment about the infamous 32? Go there for a drink, have a light salad or small meal and some wine with a date. You'd definitely charm her. But if you're there for the steak, forget about it. You're definitely going out for nasi kandar afterwards.

Afterword: Pictures attached below, of the infamous Team Derrick romping at 32