[*moh=perak slang for jom. this is a follow up to my eh, lapar lah series; i’ve lost count, hence a new one. hah!]
whenever i’m in nottingham or manchester, i would always try make some room in my tummy for wagamama. my first wagamama experience was at their first london establishment in bloomsbury back in 1993. people are sat on long benches like the kantin sekolah, and orders taken by your friendly waiter are transmitted electronically to the kitchen. as it gets pretty busy, customers are encouraged to leave a.s.a.p. post-prandially. cool or what.
wagamama is not really japanese. it has its roots from traditional japanese ramen stalls, and i’m sure those who are into real japanese food can tell (i can’t. haha.). fast food, japanese-style and made in britain, if you ask me.
i usually go for the ebi chilli men which is soba noodles with prawns in a chilli/carrot sauce. if i feel like something soupy, the seafood ramen is just yum. the stock has pork in it, so you can ask for the vege stock instead. my favourite side-dish would have to be either the ebi gyoza or the ebi katsu (prawn dumplings and deep-fried prawns with sos cili lingham chilli sauce, respectively).
green tea is the usual order of the day for most people, but i just love their fruit juices: the apple/cranberry or apple/orange combo goes down really well for me. their desserts are pretty much fruit-based, but they do have the conventional western ones. like the chocolate fudge cake with the cream laced with a hint of wasabi. nice one.
it’s a lovely place to go for simple and tasty food. it’s a little pricey, so best to go after payday if you want to indulge yourself. it’s worth the money, in my opinion, cos i usually have to stagger out of the place, due to kenyang-ness, after a meal. and i don’t drink sake.
ooOOOOOooooo… looks nice that chilli carrot sauce .. don’t know why but i’ve never been tempted to try wagamama. maybe the name kot.
harap2nye the next time i go to london, will try the one on high street. hah..
belanja. 😉
[…] my main aim was for some american kueh keria which was going for like £12.95 at the selfridges food court (i was supposed to go to london but i just don’t have the energy, especially after dublin. idlan puts it to my age.). and on the way down to level one, i got myself something nice off the bargain rack that was 90% off. it was even cheaper than a tesco-made suit! had pseudo-japanese at wagamama (again) and showed the lads around the newly-improved city centre. only to be cut short by the rain. but we did manage to reach brindley place and broad street before heading back. […]