Big Singh Chapati, Puchong

There’s something magnetic about the scent of a good North Indian kitchen — the hum of cumin hitting hot oil, the smoke of charred naan rising from the tandoor, the buttery perfume of curry that seems to linger in the air long after the plates are cleared. At Big Singh Chapati, Puchong, that fragrance meets fervour. The food is fiery, soulful, and deeply satisfying — the kind of meal that makes you lean back and sigh with both gratitude and slight regret for not ordering more.

But as any seasoned diner knows, even the best kitchen can be undone by what happens on the floor.

The Food: Punjab on a Plate

Butter Chicken — 10/10

This is butter chicken the way it was meant to be: unapologetically rich, smooth as velvet, and spiced with confidence rather than caution.

The sauce clings like silk to every tender morsel of chicken, balanced perfectly between creaminess and tang. There’s that addictive smokiness — the whisper of the tandoor — that keeps you chasing the next bite.

Every spoonful is comfort and celebration rolled into one. It’s the dish that defines Big Singh, and it doesn’t disappoint.

Garlic Naan — 10/10

Lightly blistered, generously buttered, and perfumed with roasted garlic — this naan is the perfect foil to the decadence of the curry. It strikes that elusive balance between crisp and pliant, sturdy enough to scoop up sauce without tearing, yet soft enough to melt on the tongue.

It’s the kind of bread that could turn even a minimalist into a carb devotee.

Dahi Poori — 10/10

A riot of texture and temperature, the dahi poori bursts like tiny fireworks of flavour — creamy yogurt, tangy chutney, spiced potato, and crisp shells that shatter beautifully on the bite.

It’s joyful, messy, and utterly addictive — a street-side staple given just enough polish for the restaurant setting, without losing its spirit.

The Service: A Comedy of Errors

If the kitchen is the heart of Big Singh, the service on our visit was its Achilles’ heel.Despite the crowd and good intentions, orders were forgotten — twice. Drinks arrived only after multiple reminders, and the rhythm between kitchen and table felt disjointed.

There was no malice, only mismanagement — that familiar Malaysian hospitality gap where friendliness outpaces efficiency. It’s forgivable when the food is this good, but still disappointing when the experience could easily be flawless.

The Atmosphere: Bustling and Bold

The space buzzes with energy — chatter bouncing off tiled walls, laughter punctuated by the clang of metal plates, and the unmistakable aroma of spices that seem to wrap around you like a warm shawl.

It’s lively without being chaotic, casual but not careless. You get the sense that Big Singh thrives on its own rhythm — imperfect, loud, and completely authentic.

Verdict: Worth the Wait (and the Mix-Ups)

Despite the service hiccups, Big Singh Chapati, Puchong stands as one of the most reliable spots for Punjabi comfort fare in the Klang Valley. The food alone earns full marks — consistent, full-bodied, and cooked with an unmistakable pride.

When the butter chicken’s this good, you forgive the flustered staff. When the naan arrives still steaming, you forget the delay in your drink. And when the dahi poori makes you grin between bites, you realize that imperfection, in a way, is part of the charm.

Final Thoughts

In a world of polished but forgettable eateries, Big Singh Chapati delivers something better — food with soul. Yes, the service stumbles, but the flavours soar high enough to redeem every delay. It’s hearty, genuine, and deeply satisfying — the kind of place that reminds you why you fell in love with North Indian food in the first place.

10/10 for taste.5/10 for service.

Overall?

Still worth coming back — for the food, always.