Yue Q.
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As soon as you walk in, the overall vibe of the restaurant is really good, and the service is spot on. It doesn’t feel like one of those stiff, pretentious places where everyone’s trying too hard, which was a relief. The menu changes seasonally, so most of the dishes previous diners posted are no longer available. Luckily, the menu isn’t huge, so at least you don’t get stuck with decision paralysis.
Photo 1 shows their signature oysters. Honestly, the seasoning was outstanding. The combination of garlic, lemon juice and chilli sauce worked incredibly well — easily one of the top three oyster dishes I’ve ever had. It set the bar so high that we couldn’t help but have big expectations for the rest of the meal… little did we know this would turn out to be the peak of the whole dinner.
Photo 2 is their signature beef tongue. The presentation was unusual — it came as one whole piece, and you’re meant to cut it up yourself however you like. We couldn’t wait to try it, but the flavour was genuinely hard to describe. It was just bitter. Pure bitterness, with no other noticeable flavours at all. Even dipping it in the accompanying sauce didn’t help. Not wanting to waste food, we forced ourselves to finish it, frowning the whole time.
Photo 3 shows the main dishes: the 6+ wagyu, roasted potatoes and grilled cabbage. These dishes really made us feel the chef’s “vision” — almost as if he’d poured every emotional struggle from this period of his life straight into the food. Every. Single. Dish. was bitter, sour and aggressively salty. It was all so abstract, so “artsy”… honestly, too much.