Tag: Prawn

Song Que

Song Que

Song Que.  Song who? At least that was my first reaction when I heard the name.  Did it mean that there would be some type of performance? Was it the reason that there was a giganormous queue at the front?  Was there to be some 

Coriander

Coriander

When I first arrived in the UK those many years ago, one thing I found quite puzzling (and was to later find out was quintessentially British) was a preoccupation with talk of the weather.  How was your day?  Rainy?  Oh, how unfortunate. Must have been 

Bao

Bao

Bun.  No I haven’t lost it.  I’m just stating the translation of this creatively named joint serving Taiwanese buns.  I’ve found myself peering longingly into the original Soho branch but never been in on account of the monstrous queue.  So imagine my surprise at simply 

Enormous Ebi

Enormous Ebi

So far in the 3 months that I have spent in Tokyo things have been quite noisy in restaurants.  Searches in quiet eating have not been that sucessful.  Although things are not nearly as bad as in Hong Kong when you can’t even hear yourself