Some places follow a trend. The Nanyang-style cafe is one of them. These spots are popping up across Singapore, selling nostalgia in an air-conditioned setting.

A variety of breakfast dishes, including fried eggs, noodles with sausage, soft-boiled eggs, and fried chicken, arranged on a wooden table. A cup of coffee, a tall foamy drink, and empty bowls with spoons surround the dishes, creating a cozy dining atmosphere.

Wanglee Cafe is one such place, located in a Toa Payoh HDB block. This is a tricky location. In the heartlands, you are competing directly with hawker centres and markets. People here know what a good plate of bee hoon or ban mian should cost. Opening a cafe means charging at least 30% more for the same food, just with better seating and cooler air. It’s a gamble. Occasionally, that premium works — when execution rises to meet the price point, like at Collin’s @ Nex, where a heartland setting does not automatically mean compromised standards.

A bowl with two soft-boiled eggs partially submerged in a creamy, liquid egg white. A spoon is resting inside the bowl, set on a wooden table.

I was in Toa Payoh early. The cafe opens at 7 a.m., which is a point in its favour. I arrived around 7:40 a.m. and the place was already crowded. The hype, it seems, has found an audience.

A plate of fried bee hoon with a sunny-side-up egg, slices of luncheon meat, stir-fried cabbage, and a spoonful of sambal, creating a savory and appetizing presentation.

I ordered the economical bee hoon set. It came with vegetables, a fried egg, and luncheon meat. The portion of bee hoon was small. The flavours were standard. It was a serviceable plate of food, but nothing more.

A bowl of stir-fried noodles topped with crispy anchovies, fried tofu, a runny poached egg, chili flakes, and greens. The setting is casual and appetizing.

Next was the Ban Mian, their top recommendation. The noodles had a decent texture, but I have had better from a hawker stall for half the price. The broth was simple. It lacked the depth that makes a bowl of ban mian truly comforting.

Tall glass of iced coffee overflowing with frothy foam sits on a saucer. A straw protrudes from the drink. Nearby, printed papers rest on the wooden table.

There were some bright spots. The soft-boiled eggs were cooked perfectly. The yolks were runny, the whites were just set. This is a simple thing, but many places get it wrong. The coffee was decent. We also tried the “Iced Coffee Volcano,” which was a theatrical, overflowing cup. It looked good for a photo.

But here is the question: does the comfort of air-conditioning justify the higher price and average quality?

A cup of black coffee in a patterned cup and saucer sits on a wooden table. Beside it, four triangular toasted sandwiches on a yellow plate. Cozy breakfast scene.

For me, the answer is no. This kind of food (the simple, honest breakfast of Singapore) belongs in a market. It tastes better there. It feels more authentic. It is part of the morning ritual, the steam, the noise, the efficiency. Spend a morning at Kim Keat Palm Market, and you are reminded why some meals do not need air-conditioning to feel complete.

Two pieces of golden-brown fried chicken on a decorative blue and white floral plate, with a fork and spoon on the side, on a wooden table.

When you take that food and put it in a clean, quiet cafe, something is lost. When you charge more for it, you raise expectations. And Wanglee Cafe, despite its crowd, did not meet them.
Will I be back? Probably not. I prefer the markets. The food is better, and the price is honest. Wanglee Cafe sells an idea. I would rather just eat the food.

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