[CLOSED] Hungry Bazterdz

Today in yet another tragic disaster, Hungry Bazterdz has officially shut down till June, and they'll reopen somewhere along Arab Street then. Of course, I can't miss out on the experience of having sinful sandwiches just below my office for one last time, so there I was with a Grand Poobah in hand. For just ten bucks, due to HB's awesome moving out sale.

This time, I elected to pile on all that delectable pulled beef and caramelized onions that had been braised for six hours in au jus onto two thick slices of sourdough bread instead, and boy was I satisfied.

I'm not sure if the Grand Poobah has gotten better since the last time I devoured it last year, but it sure tasted like it! There was a strong note of sweetness that wasn't there the last time, which accentuated the stellar beefy savoriness of the massive mound of meat between the sourdough.

The sourdough was definitely a better pick over the usual hoagie roll, and the crustiness of the crust (sorry, I couldn't dig up another description) contrasted the softness and tenderness of the beef pleasantly, while the soft chewy dough gave a little resistance to the otherwise all-too compliant pulled beef (that's a good thing, mind you), and managed to stay relatively un-soggy until I finished savoring every last morsel of the Grand Poobah.

Now that's what I call going out in style.

Settled for 2nd best, which was really fine as all - the Grand Poona, which was a toasted baguette stuffed with lots and LOTS of deliciously tender 6hr braised beef pulled and sautéed in jus. It was an incredibly juicy and messy sandwich, best eaten with hands. So sinful, but awesome stuff! Thanks @burpple for jio-ing 😉 #burpplegotjio #burpple

$12 (+ drink): Grilled cheese (spammed), roasted mushrooms, caramelised onions, white bread. Real deal.

Fried chicken with lettuce and tomato relish? You already have me. Then you layer on other things some more... which I will talk about in an upcoming post.

Hungry Bazterdz doesn't just serve up shockingly sinful sandwiches, they pour up a mean cuppa joe that's guaranteed to jolt your brain (and your other end, if you're that genetically unlucky) awake. They use top notch beans from Nomad the Coffee Roaster, which guarantees that each cup of coffee, irregardless of black or white, hot or cold, is an experience to be enjoyed.

Case in point is this stellar sea salt caramel latte. It's rich, full bodied cocoa taste and the pleasant bitterness are not overly suppressed by the milkiness of the latte. It's smooth and velvety, thick on the tongue and slithers down your throats like a seasoned dancer. The caramel brings the sugar rush into this drink, creating an element of viscosity into the drink while thickening the brew up even more. Last but not least, the sea salt provides a counter to the sticky sweetness of the caramel, complimenting the latte astonishingly well as it allows the rich tones of bitter coffee and the smoothness of the milk to shine through even more while adding a little saltiness to shake things up a little.

While the sheer size and sinfulness of HB's sandwiches will put many into a state of sleepiness, you can count on their exceptional coffees to curb the food coma.

We didn't have a full meal here, just a couple of bites of my dining companion's cheesesteak sandwich. It was perfectly flavoured, not overly cheesy, and leaves you wanting more. Lovely welcoming atmosphere too, definitely relaxing if you come outside the usual office peak hours. Will definitely be back to try the other sandwich flavours or takeaway if I'm in the area again!