Open Kitchen
Flame you can see.
Hand-blended spices, slow-fire cooking, visible coals & craft.
Our Story
Discover the legend behind the fire.
Tucked away from the world outside, The Lost Tribe is a sanctuary of slow fire and shared plates. We celebrate the ritual of gathering — where flame softens the air and every dish carries a memory.
• Halal open kitchen• Slow-fire mains• Intimate, low-light seating
Late-night service
“It doesn't feel like a restaurant. It feels like a hidden living room.”
— a regular, after their third visit
How it came together
01 – The spark
Friends cooking late into the night, chasing the flavors they grew up with.
02 – The room
We imagined a space that felt like a hidden living room, not a bright dining hall.
03 – The ritual
Slow-fire halal dishes, low light, and a menu built for long stories at the table.
The Lost Tribe began as a late-night idea after service, when we realised we kept cooking for friends long after the restaurant lights usually went dark. We wanted a room that felt like those nights — relaxed, a little hidden, built around the grill.
Every choice in the space follows that thought: low light instead of spotlights, a halal open kitchen instead of a closed one, and a menu that encourages sharing rather than rushing to the bill.
When you walk in, you're not just ticking another restaurant off a list. You're stepping into a ritual we repeat every evening: gather, slow down, and let the fire do its work.
What we obsess over
Seasonal Menu
Always a little different.
Local produce and rotating signatures inspired by the season.
Intimate Ambience
Built for conversation.
Candlelit warmth, soft bokeh & wood — not harsh ceiling lights.
What you feel when you walk in
LIGHT
Candle, ember & shadow.
Just table lamps, candles and the glow from the open kitchen.
SOUND
Low hum, not loud noise.
Music that sits under the conversation, not over it.
SERVICE
Like hosting in a home.
Plates arrive when the table is ready, not the kitchen. Never a rush.
Inside the room
The room
Table light
From the coals
Late night
Come disappear for a night.
Book a table and let the room, the fire and the food do the rest.