Meeting my friends at the front of the queue was the first blessing on arrival at Roti King, a small basement-Malaysian restaurant in Kings Cross. The queue was long, the restaurant small, the table turnover rate rather slow – I, aka London Munch (@londonmunch), was a lucky one.
The place is small, bright and cosy. It feels familiar – probably ’cause I’ve seen every square inch of it and its food on Instagram. The open kitchen right by the entrance greets you with curried aromas and a roti-making spectacle. It’s bustling inside and there’s an air of fortune amongst the customers, heightened by the sight of the static queue through the window. We were excited…and hungry!