Oh good golly gosh. Yuzu may have finally decided for me what my fave kind of food is. This... is food porn to the max.
A polished little Japanese place on Faulkner Street that hasn't been open long, it proves that great things can come in small packages, and if it weren't for its sandwich board of specials outside it'd be difficult to spot amongst the glaring neon of Chinatown. Having seen the word 'elegant' crop up in William's review, I couldn't agree more. It thankfully hasn't gone down the City Centre nouveau Eastern cuisine route of style over substance (not that there's anything wrong with the likes of departed Ithaca, and I'm reserving judgement re: Spinningfields's Australasia until I try it), nor is it adhering to the shabby chic cantina format. Instead, it's just very zen. Wooden benches, large tables and remarkably few covers give the airy space a tone of intimacy.
The focus on 'few' seems to have extended to the menu, which is refreshingly diminutive (just like the place itself). I'm always comforted when I see shorter menus - as myself and my Yelp Event fellow diners agreed, this means they focus and specialise. Boy, did those words offer a sense of foreshadowing. Sipping on free-refill green tea in delightful cups we chose our starters and mains, and I couldn't have anticipated the sheer tastebud joy I'd be experiencing. I've had gyoza countless times in Wagamama, Wasabi and Tampopo (the veggie kind), and here, they come with prawns as standard. Yeah yeah, I was thinking, minced prawn bits, I know the drill. Er, no. Giant tiger prawns have literally been given the perfect time to cook and are cut into chunks that melt in your mouth. Seriously, I've never tasted a prawn like it. None of that springy spongy bite, just awesomely tender. And they're not even the main attraction, there's the dough and the greens to contend with too, which were equally perfect. Too much, Yuzu, too much!
Then to the main - I opted for what I thought an unusual option of salmon katsu, part of a set that comes with miso soup, sticky rice, 'garnish' and sauce. The garnish turned out to be lovely fresh green beans with a trickle of soy reduction and toasted sesame seeds. These were on a tiny plate of their own; the meal was presented on a board with all items separate. Bowl of rice, salmon steak in panko breadcrumbs, thick sweet sauce in a jug and mug of miso full of lovely silken tofu. Mixing and matching was great fun. The salmon flaked away under its crispy coating and the sauce was delicious, plus when rice is easy to pick up with chopsticks you know it's been cooked perfectly. Speaking of chopsticks, the little pebble-like rest for them on the table was all kinds of adorable. Check my photos for the evidence.
With the service so wonderful and the prices hardly wallet-lightening, I was tempted to stay for dessert. I certainly will next time. I simply can't wait for an excuse to come here again and I look forward to my next visit with anticipation. I'm totes in love. Turned out all I needed was a trip to Sanraku and Samovar followed by the charm of a third time that was Yuzu to cement the fact that Japanese cuisine, when done right, is my favourite of all. Thanks for the confirmation, chaps! read more