We went to North Miznon on Amoy Street to celebrate a birthday, the kind of evening where the plan was simple. Eat well, drink a little more than usual, and let the night unfold. We left the menu entirely to the server and told him to surprise us, which turned out to be the best decision of the night. From the moment we sat down, the table started filling up quickly. Plates landed, bread kept coming, and conversations got louder as glasses were topped up.

The hummus topped with prawns in beurre noisette was the first to disappear. Creamy, warm, nutty, and unapologetically rich. We used the housemade focaccia like a tool rather than bread, tearing and scooping until nothing was left but traces of olive oil.

Vegetables are clearly not an afterthought here. The naked artichoke was a standout. Soft, earthy, and beautifully seasoned, it soaked up olive oil like a sponge and tasted quietly luxurious in the most honest way. It was one of those dishes that made us pause, slow down, and appreciate how good something simple can be when done right. The broccolini came charred and slightly bitter, balanced by a cool sour cream that kept it light and very easy to eat.

The eggplant arrived soft and smoky, the kind of dish that makes everyone instinctively take smaller bites to make it last longer. Then came the blue crab pasta, rich but not heavy, generous with crab, and comfortingly messy to eat. No one was counting mouthfuls by then.

The longest kebab arrived like a centrepiece. It stretched across the table, dramatic and playful, cooked beautifully and meant for sharing. The octopus shishlik had a lovely char and gentle bite, while the white red snapper was clean and confident, letting the fish speak with very little interference.

Israeli wines flowed easily through the night. Bright, food friendly, and perfect for sharing with friends who prefer refills over formality. The room grew louder as the night went on. Music crept up, laughter bounced off the walls, and by 1030pm, tables were pushed aside. What was once a restaurant slowly turned into a dance floor. People stood up, strangers became friends, and the birthday felt properly celebrated.

North Miznon is not just about the food. It is about trust, letting go, sharing plates, sharing stories, and remembering that good meals are often followed by great nights.

North Miznon
110 Amoy St
Singapore 069930