It was a Wednesday, and the fridge held nothing but half an onion and good intentions.
I’d wanted to cook. I always want to cook. But by 8pm the wanting runs out, and the delivery app starts to look like mercy.
That’s the week I tried Prepped Singapore. Not another box of meals to microwave. Something stranger, and in the end, kinder.
How Prepped Singapore Actually Works
Let me be clear before you order. This isn’t a place you go, and it isn’t food that arrives finished.
Prepped delivers meal kits. Raw ingredients, but with the tedious parts already done. The vegetables come washed and chopped. The protein is portioned. The sauce is measured out. A little card tells you what to do.
You still cook. That’s the whole point, and the whole catch. You bring the oil, the pan, and about ten minutes of attention. They handle everything before that.
I opened my first box and found no chaos. Just neat, chilled packs, labelled, packed with a quiet kind of care. All the ingredients sitting ready, like someone had already fought the hard part of the evening for me.
Is This a Healthy Meal or Just an Easier One?
Both, honestly, and I mean that as a compliment.
The menu rotates weekly, so nothing here is permanent. That week I cooked the Ginger Miso Salmon, S$11.90, 340 calories. Salmon, snap peas, carrots, shimeji, and a ginger-miso sauce that I got to control. Six minutes in the pan and it tasted like I’d tried harder than I had.
The Married Me Chicken, S$9.80 and 457 calories, was the one that surprised me. Chicken thigh, orzo, spinach, sundried tomato in a coconut-stock sauce. It came with its own carb built in, which not every kit does. Twelve minutes, and it felt like a real dinner, not a diet.
The Smokey Cauliflower Fried Rice, S$9.20, sat at a light 127 calories. Cauliflower, edamame, shiitake, a soy-sesame sauce. Quiet, clean, good for a night when the body wants less.
If you’re watching the money, Cashew Chicken starts from S$8.10 and the Caribbean Style Jerk Chicken from S$8.90. The flavours wander far, Japanese to Korean to Caribbean, without pretending to be one cuisine.
Good Food You Still Have to Cook
Here’s where I have to be straight with you.
You will wash a pan. You will stand at the stove. If you wanted to open, heat, and eat, this isn’t that, and Prepped tells you not to microwave the raw kits.
But there’s a small joy in it I didn’t expect. I adjusted the oil. I let the sauce reduce a little longer. The final plate carried my hand in it, not just theirs. For a healthy meal that still feels cooked, that mattered.
The kits use effort-level “hats” so you know what you’re in for. Salmon and the cauliflower rice were one hat. Married Me Chicken was two. A fair warning, plainly given.
The Packaging, Delivery, and the Small Print
Everything arrived chilled in a cooler bag with ice packs. Vacuum-sealed, fresh, packed the same day. Prepped says the kits keep three to four days in the chiller, so this is food that asks you to actually plan your week.
Delivery runs weekday evenings, 5pm to 9pm, and they’re honest that they can’t promise an exact time. I’d take their own advice here: get it delivered the day before you plan to cook, so dinner doesn’t hang on a courier.
Delivery is S$6.50, free above S$80. Most single kits land between S$8 and S$14. One thing worth knowing before you feel shortchanged: rice usually isn’t included. A single portion expects you to bring your own carbs, or add their microwavable rice from S$2.90.
There are subscriptions too, from S$38.40 for four kits a week, with real savings. The trade is choice. The standard plan picks your dishes for you from that week’s menu, which the picky among us should weigh carefully.
One more honest note. The kitchen isn’t halal certified, so if that matters to you, know it going in.
If you’re still comparing your options, this guide to healthy food delivery in Singapore sits well beside this one.
Who Prepped Singapore Is Really For
Prepped won’t cook for you. That’s the line that decides everything.
But it takes away the shopping, the washing, the chopping, the measuring, the waste. It leaves you the good part, the actual cooking, and a bit of variety you didn’t have to plan.
If you hate the stove, skip it. If you miss cooking but not the errands around it, this is the honest middle.
I finished my week having cooked more than I had in months. And on that first Wednesday, tired and full, I realised I hadn’t reached for the delivery app once.
Some weeks, that’s the whole story.
