Andrea’s Eatery is part restaurant and, and feels part travelogue. This small rectangular corner on the first floor of a busy mall reifies wanderlust so convincingly, that for a moment, you could be at a languid diner on your holiday. The décor is offbeat, and settling, at the same time. Light bulbs jut out of exposed pipes snaking along the roof. Classic Blues, Country and indie Rock hum along its length. Menu assumes the form of a travel magazine, replete with destination pro-tips, and breezily jumps local eats across continents. I took off with the 'Aeb Pla Nin' from Chiang Mai. A sweaty banana-leaf wrapper sat beside a bowl of 'Jasmine Rice', spiked with ginger and bird’s eye chillies, and wilted pak choy and cabbage. The parcel unwrapped to a moist hunk of sole, just a little cakey, under a paste of Thai spices which tasted a bit jetlagged. The accompanying dipping was wincingly tart, drowning out the flavours of ginger, fish sauce and bird’s eye chillies. The next hop was 'Grilled Cajun Chicken' from Louisiana. A palm-sized chicken breast, flattened and rubbed with Cajun spices and garlic, then grilled to moist with a wisp of pink in the middle. Sides of light hand-cut fries could have done with another sprinkle of salt, and I wished that the carrots, broccoli and zucchini had been sautéed a bit longer. A 'Ramekin of Cucumber Crudités' functioned to lap up the 'Labneh Dip', its garlic-burst hushed with yogurt. For dessert, I sailed to a 'Cremino', originally a 3-layered confecton from Piedmont. Andrea’s Eatery serves it like a 'Tiramisu with Amaretti Biscuits' soaked in coffee beneath a layer of Mascarpone dusted with cocoa powder. Lamentably, it had been packed too early in the day for me. I polished off the 2 crumbly biscuits garnished on top, but the 'Cremino' squeaked out liquid as my spoon pushed into gummy mascarpone layer. The Cremino, much like Andrea’s Eatery, has potential to be memorable, but maybe another time.