Gravybaby Changkat — Restaurant in Kuala Lumpur

Ah, Gravy Baby—the name alone sounds like a cry for help. Was it supposed to be cute? Quirky? Or did someone just give up and decide, “Yeah, let’s slap two random words together and hope for the best”? Either way, they could've put as much thought into their pies as they did into their baffling choice of name.

Walking into this culinary marvel, we were greeted by a soundtrack that could have easily been plucked from a 2010s nightclub. Loud enough to drown out your thoughts (or maybe that’s the point?), but who cares about ambience when you can teeter on chairs that feel like they were designed exclusively for NBA players? If you’re under six foot two, just pack a step stool.

The menus. Oh, the menus. They had the charm of an old school textbook you’d find buried at the bottom of a second-hand shop bargain bin—worn out, dog-eared, and about as inviting as the pie fillings we were about to "enjoy." First up, drinks. The lychee and mint cooler? I think they mistook "cooler" for "tap water with a dash of disappointment." A ghost of lychee may have floated through the ice, but it certainly didn’t stick around long enough for a proper introduction. And the margarita? If you’re nostalgic for slush puppies but with the added joy of subpar tequila, you’re in for a treat.

Now, let’s talk pies—the star of the show. Or at least, they should have been. The lamb pie tasted like it was part of a school lunch program… from a school that ran out of budget halfway through the semester. The chicken and mushroom pie? Wait, no, that’s a lie. They brought out the wrong pie. Because nothing says “top-tier service” like guessing which dish you might get. When the correct pie finally made its appearance, it featured what I assume was chicken. Bland, uninspired, and with the personality of a grey wall.

The mashed potato was an enigma. You’d think someone had a vendetta against potatoes. Lumpy, sad, and apparently whipped up without a single potato ricer in sight. And that gravy? Let’s just say “frogspawn” is the nicest thing I could compare it to.

The prawns in bread crumbs? Straight out of the freezer aisle. I’m surprised they didn’t arrive still wrapped in plastic. It’s like they dared you to expect something fresh. Joke’s on you, the freezer is their best friend.

But let’s be real—Gravy Baby isn’t about good food or quality. No, it’s about catering to tourists who just want cheap booze and something vaguely resembling food to soak it up. If you want flavour, you’re in the wrong place. If you want to sit along a busy street with a drink and don’t mind wasting your time and taste buds, Gravy Baby is waiting for you with open arms. Just don’t expect me to be back. Once was more...

A Slice of Delight in the Heart of Changkat: GravyBaby Review

Nestled in the vibrant streets of Changkat, GravyBaby presents a delightful culinary experience that merges classic Western cuisine with a dash of cocktail flair. Specialising in an array of dishes that cater to every palate, from savory pies to decadent breakfast options, this eatery stands out not only for its food but also for its inviting ambiance.

During my visits, I was immediately taken by the Beef and Ale pie, a heartwarming dish rich with flavour and encased in perfectly flaky pastry. The experience was compelling enough to draw me back for breakfast, where the pancakes were nothing short of heavenly—fluffy, sweet, and served in generous proportions.

The atmosphere at GravyBaby strikes a perfect balance between comfort and style. Air-conditioned and adorned with tasteful decor, it offers a fun yet relaxing environment ideal for both a casual meal and a special outing. Every corner of the restaurant reflects a keen attention to detail, contributing to an overall experience that’s as aesthetically pleasing as it is comfortable.

Service at GravyBaby, led by the notably warm and attentive trainee George, is exemplary. George’s approach to customer care—marked by genuine warmth and an impressive eagerness to serve—adds a personal touch that enhances the dining experience significantly. Despite being new to the team, his professionalism and dedication were apparent, making every interaction memorable.

In terms of value, GravyBaby hits the mark spectacularly. The pricing, very reasonable by Kuala Lumpur standards, does not compromise on portion size or quality. A meal costing around $30 AUD (90 RM) is likely to satisfy even the heartiest of appetites without straining the wallet.

A special mention must go to George, originally from the Philippines, whose pride in his work and his ability to juggle attention to multiple customers without missing a beat is commendable. It’s personnel like him who embody the spirit of GravyBaby and ensure that each guest leaves with a smile.

In conclusion, GravyBaby is more than just a restaurant; it's a testament to how quality dishes, outstanding service, and a pleasant atmosphere can come together to create not just a meal, but an experience. Whether you’re a local or a traveller, make sure to stop by for a pie or perhaps breakfast. You won’t be...

Gravy Baby is a big place and they got quite a lot of staff and quite a frequent staff turn over. It is one of the few places around the area which is open for early, so I have been going there at least 3-4 times a week for Breakfast. In the past, I have politely brought up a few issues. The bartending staff tend to crush ice in a blender right next to the customers, which is incredible noisy and takes a while. Also, the staff is quite often having loud chatting together, which might be ok late at night, but I don't go for a breakfast to hear 2-3 of the staffs in loud conversation.

Today, it just reached a point where it was all too much: The ice blending issue went on - I complained and got the reply that it would only take 5 minutes. One of the staff was watching something on his phone so loud that I was unable to hear the music. This went on for at least 5-10 minutes before I managed to get anyones attention to order breakfast. My breakfast was served and after my first bite one of the staff (who identified herself as a supervisor) asked me if I wouldn't mind moving table because they were cutting the plants above me. I told her: I am just eating my breakfast, why don't you cut the plants AFTER I am done? She did NOT bother to stop the cutting (see photos). Half way through my breakfast with cut leaves all around me I decided I had enough and told the supervisor I would leave. I had eaten less than 1/3 of my breakfast at this time, but she still had the NERVE to charge me fully. I repeated to her that I was LEAVING my breakfast - not because I was done eating it but because I was annoyed about the leaves all around me and told her not to charge me. Just before leaving I passed the supervisor my phone number and suggested she got her manager to explain to me how this was possible. Needless to say I never received a call. As mentioned before I have been a regular for a while and I find it absolutely unbelievable that they choose to treat their customers as a nuisance rather than...