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February 21st, 2012 | 
Author: Dinner For Two
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A very clean presentation. This was at the Flying Fish in Seattle.
chef Mark at Macku Sushi in Chicago
Video Rating: 3 / 5
Grilled flying fish roe
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Fried Fish Bones from my Sashimi Plate
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As a part of the Omakasi sashimi plate we got this fish, the waitress later asked us if we wanted the fish fried. We ate it up like a piece of cookie, bone and all
@ Tomisushi Restaurant
4336 Moorpark Avenue
San Jose, CA 95129
(408) 257-4722
Captain Fishbones offers the Boston areas finest dining. We specialize in Seafood, Steaks, Pasta, Desserts and much, much more. You will be dazzled by our fine food and desserts, as well as the most comfortable and exciting atmosphere offered in Marina Bay. If you are looking for a place for a nice night out with your loved one or just looking for a place for a meal with some friends…Captain Fishbones is the place!
Soup Leftovers
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It’s interesting to note that in Chinese cuisine, it’s normal/acceptable to take the items used to make soup and serve it as its own course. It’s normally sided by soy sauce or the ubiquitous Maggi (MSG) sauce. For our fish and tofu soup, the leftovers included firm tofu, fish bones, and bok choy sprouts.
In this episode we start to go deeper for late spring walleye, plus we show you how to take those pesky bones out of your walleye fillets. This same method also works for bass, trout, and any other fish that only has a single row of bones, not a Y-bone like pike and whitefish. We’d like to thank our partners for their support during this project: Tamar Vacations – www.tamarvacations.com Papa John’s Place – www.papajohnscottages.com Rock Pine Motel and Restaurant – www.rockpine.ca Loon Lodge – www.loonlodge.com The Municipality of Temagami – www.temagami.ca Bay-Lee-Mac Camp – www.bayleemaccamp.com Ridgewood Cottages – www.ridgewoodcottages.ca Leisure Island Houseboats – www.leisureislandhouseboats.com Also our episode sponsors: Tamar Vacations & Rock Pine Motel and Restaurant Produced by MDMB Studios — www.temagamiwebsitedesign.com
Video Rating: 5 / 5
NYC – LES: Pok Pok Wing – Ike’s Wings
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Ike’s Wings are fresh natural whole chicken wings marinated in fish sauce, garlic and sugar, deep fried, tossed in carmelized Phu Quoc fish sauce and garlic and served with Vietnamese table salad. They were named one fo the 10 best restaurant dishes in America 2007 by Food & Wine Magazine and have been featured on the Food Network programs Best Thing I Ever Ate and Diners, Drive-in’s and Dives.
Pok Pok Wing, located at 137 Rivington Street, opened on January 19, 2012, bringing chef-owner Andy Ricker’s cultishly loved Vietnamese fish sauce wings from Portland to New York. It is the first location outside of the Portland area for Ricker, the 2011 James Beard award for Best Chef Northwest, who first opened Pok Pok in 2005. His creations at Pok Pok lean heavily on the street food culture of northern Thailand that he observed throughout his extensive travels.
I was eating firied fish in a very busy restaurant in The Bronx.
NYC – LES: Pok Pok Wing – Ike’s Wings
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Ike’s Wings are fresh natural whole chicken wings marinated in fish sauce, garlic and sugar, deep fried, tossed in carmelized Phu Quoc fish sauce and garlic and served with Vietnamese table salad. They were named one fo the 10 best restaurant dishes in America 2007 by Food & Wine Magazine and have been featured on the Food Network programs Best Thing I Ever Ate and Diners, Drive-in’s and Dives.
Pok Pok Wing, located at 137 Rivington Street, opened on January 19, 2012, bringing chef-owner Andy Ricker’s cultishly loved Vietnamese fish sauce wings from Portland to New York. It is the first location outside of the Portland area for Ricker, the 2011 James Beard award for Best Chef Northwest, who first opened Pok Pok in 2005. His creations at Pok Pok lean heavily on the street food culture of northern Thailand that he observed throughout his extensive travels.
Dauin beach
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Philippines – March 2010
Playfish Restaurant City Lounge Bar competition entry
Video Rating: 5 / 5
Dauin beach
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Philippines – March 2010
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Video Rating: 5 / 5
Menu – Wheeler’s City Restaurant
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This menu dates from November 1987. The Sole Normande or Sole Walewska were my favourites.
Welcome to The Grub Steak Restaurant in Park City, Utah. Our Prime Rib Special is cooked for 18 hours and is nice and juicy, melts in your mouth! Serving Custom Aged Mid-Western Beef, Fresh Fish & Seafood, Game, Lamb and Free Range Chicken. Professional and friendly Service. Experience an authentic Taste of Old Park City in the region’s most established Steak and Seafood Restaurant. Live entertainment Friday & Saturday as well as during Holiday periods. Free Parking, located on the free City Bus route. Featuring a Young Adult’s and Children’s Menu. Call us today 435-649-8060 www.grubsteakrestaurant.com Music by Grub Steak entertainer Dave Heslington
stlantic fish co
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Back to Basics 2Go, Fitzrovia, W1
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Mostly a takeaway outlet for the adjoining fish restaurant, offering usual sandwich shop staples plus some other interesting stuff. However, it also has some tables for eating in, despite the name… (Photo of breakfast.)
Address: 21a Foley Street.
Links:
London Breakfast
www.supperclub.com Join DJs Femi Fem, Sam Hanbali for a truly fun, sassy scene for an enigmatic crowd ready to party & relax. , Bow the Dutch Chef, Burlesque show La Gateau Chocolat. You have to experience supperclub London live; a most welcoming service, the best food, performance & dj’s London has to offer. directed by Roli Rivelino
Double Decker Bus
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www.theoriginaltour.com/ Half our group went to the wax museum, but this hardy band decided a tour of the city was well-worth enduring the wet and cold!
From my travel journal:
We arrived safely in London today. First we stopped for lunch in the mall that borders the airport. We exchanged our money and settled on a small deli. I had a brie, bacon, and mango chutney sandwich, fruit salad, and OJ. Chris Allen took a photo of me at the mall with Postman Pat and his Black-and-white Cat. The flight was long and I didn’t sleep much, so I’m glad that we reserved rooms at Le Meridian, the hotel adjoining Gatwick. I enjoyed the hotel’s lobby – and atrium with fountains and a grand player piano, while we watied for our rooms. When they were ready, we took a 4-hour nap and then it was off to see the sights. Half opted for Madame Tussauds. The rest of us braved the elements on an open-air double-decker bus tour. We met up for dinner at The Shakespeare, a fish-n-chips restaurant, followed by a ride on the Tube back to Le Meridian to pick up our bags and check in at the airport. Next stop: Kenya.
On the beach
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Summer evening on the beach at Scheveningen
Scheveningen (Dutch pronunciation: [ˈsxeːvənɪŋə(n)] ( listen)) is one of the eight districts of The Hague, as well as a subdistrict (wijk) of that city. Scheveningen is a modern seaside resort with a long sandy beach, an esplanade, a pier, and a lighthouse. The beach is popular for water sports such as windsurfing and kiteboarding.[1] A nudist section is 1 km to the north.
The harbor is used for both fishing and tourism.
Annual events include:
Winter swim on New Year’s Day, locally known as Nieuwjaarsduik (New Year’s dive)
Flags Day in spring when the first new herring of the year is auctioned
Fireworks in summer: once a week and several days during a festival week
A visit to Scheveningen can include:
The Sea Museum
The pier (nl); it has two floors, the upper one open air, the lower one closed in
The miniature city Madurodam
The sculpture museum Beelden aan Zee
The Panorama Mesdag
A visit to the beach.
Our Lady of Lourdes (RC) Silent Center, in a designated national landmark complex, housing a replica of the Lourdes Grotto in Massabielle (France). The chapel, located at Berkenbosch Blokstraat 9a, is open daily from 9am to 6pm.
Night life centers on Pathé Scheveningen movie theater, and the sea-front boulevard with its bars, restaurants, gambling halls and other entertainment.
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On the beach
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Summer evening on the beach at Scheveningen
Scheveningen (Dutch pronunciation: [ˈsxeːvənɪŋə(n)] ( listen)) is one of the eight districts of The Hague, as well as a subdistrict (wijk) of that city. Scheveningen is a modern seaside resort with a long sandy beach, an esplanade, a pier, and a lighthouse. The beach is popular for water sports such as windsurfing and kiteboarding.[1] A nudist section is 1 km to the north.
The harbor is used for both fishing and tourism.
Annual events include:
Winter swim on New Year’s Day, locally known as Nieuwjaarsduik (New Year’s dive)
Flags Day in spring when the first new herring of the year is auctioned
Fireworks in summer: once a week and several days during a festival week
A visit to Scheveningen can include:
The Sea Museum
The pier (nl); it has two floors, the upper one open air, the lower one closed in
The miniature city Madurodam
The sculpture museum Beelden aan Zee
The Panorama Mesdag
A visit to the beach.
Our Lady of Lourdes (RC) Silent Center, in a designated national landmark complex, housing a replica of the Lourdes Grotto in Massabielle (France). The chapel, located at Berkenbosch Blokstraat 9a, is open daily from 9am to 6pm.
Night life centers on Pathé Scheveningen movie theater, and the sea-front boulevard with its bars, restaurants, gambling halls and other entertainment.
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More Cuba, Dec 2011 – 084
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Back in Havana on the afternoon of our second day, after our morning visit to the nearby fishing village, we saw one old car after another. I couldn’t help photographing them all…
This is a second set of a couple hundred photos taken in Havana, Cuba in December 2011. The first set, which included what I felt were the best 100 photos of the 3500+ images, was uploaded earlier. You can find it here on Flickr.
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As I suggested in my first set of Cuba photos on Flickr, the notion of traveling to Cuba is — at least for many Americans today — probably like that of traveling to North Korea. It’s off-limits, forbidden by the government — and frankly, why would anyone bother? But for someone like me, who spent his childhood in the Cold War era of the 1950s, and who went off to college just after Castro took power, and just before the Bay of Pigs and the Cuban missile crisis, the notion of traveling to Cuba has entirely different overtones.
And yet Cuba is only 90 miles away from Key West (as we were reminded so often in the 1960s), and its climate is presumably no different than a dozen of Caribbean islands I’ve visited over the years. Numerous friends have made quasi-legal trips to Cuba over the years, flying in from Canada or Mexico, and they’ve all returned with fabulous pictures and great stories of a vibrant, colorful country. So, when the folks at the Santa Fe Photographic Workshops sent out a notice in November 2011, announcing a series of photo workshops in Havana, we couldn’t resist the temptation to sign up.
Getting into Cuba turned out to be trivial: an overnight stay in Miami, a 45-minute chartered flight operated by American Airlines, and customs/immigration formalities that turned out to be cursory or non-existent. By mid-afternoon, our group was checked into the Parque Central Hotel in downtown Havana — where the rooms were spacious, the service was friendly, the food was reasonably tasty, the rum was delicious, and the Internet was … well, slow and expensive.
We had been warned that that some of our American conveniences — like credit cards — would not be available, and we were prepared for a fairly spartan week. But no matter how prepared we might have been intellectually, it takes a while to adjust to a land with no Skype, no Blackberry service, no iPhone service, no phone-based Twitter, Facebook, or Google+. I was perfectly happy that there were no Burger Kings, no Pizza Huts, no Wendys, no Starbuck’s, and MacDonalds. There was Coke (classic), but no Diet Coke (or Coke Light). There were also no police sirens, no ambulance sirens, and no church bells. There were no iPods, and consequently no evidence of people plugged into their music via the thin white earplugs that Apple supplies with their devices. No iPads, no Kindles, no Nooks, no … well, you get the picture. (It’s also worth noting that, with U.S. tourists now beginning to enter the country in larger numbers, Cuba seems to be on the cusp of a "modern" invasion; if I come back here in a couple years, I fully expect to see Kentucky Fried Chicken outlets on every corner.)
But there were lots of friendly people in Havana, crowding the streets, peering out of windows and doorways, laughing and shouting and waving at friends and strangers alike. Everyone was well-dressed in clean clothes (the evidence of which could be seen in the endless lines of clothing hanging from laundry lines strung from wall to wall, everywhere); but there were no designer jeans, no fancy shoes, no heavy jewelry, and no sign of ostentatious clothing of any kind. Like some other developing countries, the people were sometimes a little too friendly — constantly offering a taxi ride, a pedicab ride, a small exchange of the "official" currency (convertible pesos, or "cuqs") for the "local" currency (pesos), a great meal or a great drink at a nearby restaurant or bar, a haircut, a manicure, or just a little … umm, well, friendship (offers for which ran the gamut of "señor" to "amigo" to "my friend"). On the street, you often felt you were in the land of the hustle; but if you smiled, shook your head, and politely said, "no," people generally smiled and back off.
As for the photography: well, I was in one of three different workshop groups, each of which had roughly a dozen participants. The three dozen individual photographers were well equipped with all of the latest Nikon and Canon gear, and they generally focused on a handful of subjects: buildings and architecture, ballet practice sessions, cockfights, boxing matches, rodeos, fishing villages, old cars, interiors of people’s homes, street scenes, and people. Lots of people. As in every other part of the world I’ve visited, the people were the most interesting. We saw young and old, men and women, boisterous children, grizzled elders, police officers, bus drivers, and people of almost every conceivable race.
The streets were clean, though not spotless; and the streets were jammed, with bicycles and motorbikes and pedi-cabs, taxis, buses, horse-and-carriages, pedestrians, dogs (lots of dogs, many sleeping peacefully in the middle of a sidewalk), and even a few people on roller skates. And, as anyone who has seen photos of Havana knows, there were lots and lots and LOTS of old cars. Plymouths, Pontiacs, Dodges, Buicks, and Chevys, along with the occasional Cadillac. A few were old and rusted, but most had been renovated, repaired, and repainted — often in garishly bright colors from every spectrum of the rainbow. Cherry pink, fire-engine red, Sunkist orange, lime green, turquoise and every shade of blue, orange, brown, and a lot more that I’ve probably forgotten. All of us in the photo workshop succumbed to the temptation to photograph the cars when we first arrived … but they were everywhere, every day, wherever we went, and eventually we all suffered from sensory overload. (For what it’s worth, one of our workshop colleagues had visited Cuba eight years ago, and told us that at the time, there were only old cars in sight; now roughly half of the cars are more-or-less modern Kia’s, Audis, Russian Ladas, and other "generic" compact cars.)
The one thing I wasn’t prepared for in Havana was the sense of decay: almost no modern buildings, no skyscrapers, and very little evidence of renovation. There were several monstrous, ugly, vintage-1950s buildings that oozed "Russia" from every pore. But the rest of the buildings date back to the 40s, the 30s, the 20s, or even the turn of the last century. Some were crumbling, some were just facades; some showed evidence of the kind of salt-water erosion that one sees near the ocean. But many simply looked old and decrepit, with peeling paint and broken stones, like the run-down buildings in whatever slum you’re familiar with in North America. One has a very strong sense of a city that was vibrant and beautiful all during the last half of the 19th century, and the first half of the 20th century — and then time stopped dead in its tracks.
Why that happened, and what’s being done about it, is something I didn’t have a chance to explore; there was a general reluctance to discuss politics in great detail. Some of Havana looks like the less-prosperous regions of other Caribbean towns; and some of it is presumably the direct and/or indirect result of a half-century of U.S. embargo. But some of it seems to be the result of the collapse of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s, and the subsequent collapse of foreign aid that Cuba depended upon.
As for my own photos: I did not attend the ballet practice sessions, nor did I see the rodeo. I did see some interesting graffiti on a few walls, which I photographed; but for some reason, I missed almost all of the numerous political billboards and stylized paintings of Che Guevera on buildings and walls. What I focused on instead was the "street scenes" of people and buildings and cars, which will hopefully give you a sense of what the place is like.
Enjoy!
67cm King fish kingfishjigging.com
Video Rating: 5 / 5
More Cuba, Dec 2011 – 086
Image by Ed Yourdon
Back in Havana on the afternoon of our second day, after our morning visit to the nearby fishing village, we saw one old car after another. I couldn’t help photographing them all…
This is a second set of a couple hundred photos taken in Havana, Cuba in December 2011. The first set, which included what I felt were the best 100 photos of the 3500+ images, was uploaded earlier. You can find it here on Flickr.
***********************
As I suggested in my first set of Cuba photos on Flickr, the notion of traveling to Cuba is — at least for many Americans today — probably like that of traveling to North Korea. It’s off-limits, forbidden by the government — and frankly, why would anyone bother? But for someone like me, who spent his childhood in the Cold War era of the 1950s, and who went off to college just after Castro took power, and just before the Bay of Pigs and the Cuban missile crisis, the notion of traveling to Cuba has entirely different overtones.
And yet Cuba is only 90 miles away from Key West (as we were reminded so often in the 1960s), and its climate is presumably no different than a dozen of Caribbean islands I’ve visited over the years. Numerous friends have made quasi-legal trips to Cuba over the years, flying in from Canada or Mexico, and they’ve all returned with fabulous pictures and great stories of a vibrant, colorful country. So, when the folks at the Santa Fe Photographic Workshops sent out a notice in November 2011, announcing a series of photo workshops in Havana, we couldn’t resist the temptation to sign up.
Getting into Cuba turned out to be trivial: an overnight stay in Miami, a 45-minute chartered flight operated by American Airlines, and customs/immigration formalities that turned out to be cursory or non-existent. By mid-afternoon, our group was checked into the Parque Central Hotel in downtown Havana — where the rooms were spacious, the service was friendly, the food was reasonably tasty, the rum was delicious, and the Internet was … well, slow and expensive.
We had been warned that that some of our American conveniences — like credit cards — would not be available, and we were prepared for a fairly spartan week. But no matter how prepared we might have been intellectually, it takes a while to adjust to a land with no Skype, no Blackberry service, no iPhone service, no phone-based Twitter, Facebook, or Google+. I was perfectly happy that there were no Burger Kings, no Pizza Huts, no Wendys, no Starbuck’s, and MacDonalds. There was Coke (classic), but no Diet Coke (or Coke Light). There were also no police sirens, no ambulance sirens, and no church bells. There were no iPods, and consequently no evidence of people plugged into their music via the thin white earplugs that Apple supplies with their devices. No iPads, no Kindles, no Nooks, no … well, you get the picture. (It’s also worth noting that, with U.S. tourists now beginning to enter the country in larger numbers, Cuba seems to be on the cusp of a "modern" invasion; if I come back here in a couple years, I fully expect to see Kentucky Fried Chicken outlets on every corner.)
But there were lots of friendly people in Havana, crowding the streets, peering out of windows and doorways, laughing and shouting and waving at friends and strangers alike. Everyone was well-dressed in clean clothes (the evidence of which could be seen in the endless lines of clothing hanging from laundry lines strung from wall to wall, everywhere); but there were no designer jeans, no fancy shoes, no heavy jewelry, and no sign of ostentatious clothing of any kind. Like some other developing countries, the people were sometimes a little too friendly — constantly offering a taxi ride, a pedicab ride, a small exchange of the "official" currency (convertible pesos, or "cuqs") for the "local" currency (pesos), a great meal or a great drink at a nearby restaurant or bar, a haircut, a manicure, or just a little … umm, well, friendship (offers for which ran the gamut of "señor" to "amigo" to "my friend"). On the street, you often felt you were in the land of the hustle; but if you smiled, shook your head, and politely said, "no," people generally smiled and back off.
As for the photography: well, I was in one of three different workshop groups, each of which had roughly a dozen participants. The three dozen individual photographers were well equipped with all of the latest Nikon and Canon gear, and they generally focused on a handful of subjects: buildings and architecture, ballet practice sessions, cockfights, boxing matches, rodeos, fishing villages, old cars, interiors of people’s homes, street scenes, and people. Lots of people. As in every other part of the world I’ve visited, the people were the most interesting. We saw young and old, men and women, boisterous children, grizzled elders, police officers, bus drivers, and people of almost every conceivable race.
The streets were clean, though not spotless; and the streets were jammed, with bicycles and motorbikes and pedi-cabs, taxis, buses, horse-and-carriages, pedestrians, dogs (lots of dogs, many sleeping peacefully in the middle of a sidewalk), and even a few people on roller skates. And, as anyone who has seen photos of Havana knows, there were lots and lots and LOTS of old cars. Plymouths, Pontiacs, Dodges, Buicks, and Chevys, along with the occasional Cadillac. A few were old and rusted, but most had been renovated, repaired, and repainted — often in garishly bright colors from every spectrum of the rainbow. Cherry pink, fire-engine red, Sunkist orange, lime green, turquoise and every shade of blue, orange, brown, and a lot more that I’ve probably forgotten. All of us in the photo workshop succumbed to the temptation to photograph the cars when we first arrived … but they were everywhere, every day, wherever we went, and eventually we all suffered from sensory overload. (For what it’s worth, one of our workshop colleagues had visited Cuba eight years ago, and told us that at the time, there were only old cars in sight; now roughly half of the cars are more-or-less modern Kia’s, Audis, Russian Ladas, and other "generic" compact cars.)
The one thing I wasn’t prepared for in Havana was the sense of decay: almost no modern buildings, no skyscrapers, and very little evidence of renovation. There were several monstrous, ugly, vintage-1950s buildings that oozed "Russia" from every pore. But the rest of the buildings date back to the 40s, the 30s, the 20s, or even the turn of the last century. Some were crumbling, some were just facades; some showed evidence of the kind of salt-water erosion that one sees near the ocean. But many simply looked old and decrepit, with peeling paint and broken stones, like the run-down buildings in whatever slum you’re familiar with in North America. One has a very strong sense of a city that was vibrant and beautiful all during the last half of the 19th century, and the first half of the 20th century — and then time stopped dead in its tracks.
Why that happened, and what’s being done about it, is something I didn’t have a chance to explore; there was a general reluctance to discuss politics in great detail. Some of Havana looks like the less-prosperous regions of other Caribbean towns; and some of it is presumably the direct and/or indirect result of a half-century of U.S. embargo. But some of it seems to be the result of the collapse of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s, and the subsequent collapse of foreign aid that Cuba depended upon.
As for my own photos: I did not attend the ballet practice sessions, nor did I see the rodeo. I did see some interesting graffiti on a few walls, which I photographed; but for some reason, I missed almost all of the numerous political billboards and stylized paintings of Che Guevera on buildings and walls. What I focused on instead was the "street scenes" of people and buildings and cars, which will hopefully give you a sense of what the place is like.
Enjoy!
Port Augusta, South Australia. Adventure Bound’s Neil Tedesco lands a 40Kg Yellowtail Kingfish.
Sardine bones
Image by In Praise of Sardines
Congratulations to FRLA’s 2012 Restaurateurs of the Year, John Cooper & Tim Curci of Bonefish Grill.
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Dad, Rebecca, Julia, Alpha – Soup Restaurant
Image by avlxyz
The Hainanese Chicken at Soup Restaurant is very good, especially the ginger and garlic sauce it is served with!
It is more a place for traditional Chinese herbal soups cooked in earthenware pots, but the rest of the food is good too. Nowadays, it has become a chain with outlets in many smaller local shopping malls.
The main restaurant is at Scotts Road, not the one we went to.
三盅两件 Soup Restaurant
25 Scotts Road, #02-01 DFS Scotts Walk
Phone: 6333 8033
Reviews:
- www.foodtourist.com/FTGuide/Content/I425.htm The Samsui women were poverty stricken inner-city dwellers who subsisted on a meagre diet. Once a year, however, during the Chinese New Year they would prepare a feast based on chicken served with ginger sauce. This is now one of the most popular dishes served at the Soup Kitchen in both Smith Street in Chinatown and at the newer Seah Street outlet (in the small street that is nestled in behind Raffles Hotel).
The Samsui chicken is served on a large white plate centred by a bowl of roughly minced ginger sauce. Surrounding the bowl are pieces of boneless (although it has been cooked on the bone), perfectly cooked white chicken in the Hainan style. Surrounding this again is a ring of sliced cucumber. On a small plate to the side there a pile of lettuce leaves. You pick up a lettuce leaf, place some chicken and cucumber in it top it with some ginger sauce and then delight in the harmonious flavours that await. This is not just a good dish – this is a great dish!
- Soup Restaurant – Time Out Singapore There are several outlets, but it’s hard to beat the one on Scotts Road for its kitsch interiors, modelled after a traditional Chinese home. These are almost unnecessary distractions from the very good menu stuffed with comfort food. Bestsellers are the intensely flavoured double-boiled herbal soups.
- Soup Restaurant, Paragon, Singapore – The Travelling Hungryboy
- Soup Restaurant – Frommer’s This simple eatery specializes in Samsui ginger chicken, moist, fragrant steamed chicken dipped in ginger sauce and wrapped in lettuce.
Photos:
- Serving soup
- Samsui Chicken with Ginger and Garlic Sauce
- Dad, Rebecca, Julia, Alpha
- Steamed Fish Fillets
- Steamed Rice with Chicken and Chinese Sausage
- Claypot Tofu and Salted Fish
- Chinese Olive Rice
- Decor
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Teriyaki Grilled Fish
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Teriyaki Grilled Fish at Sunny’s, Vitthal Mallya Road, Bangalore. This was for lunch on Saturday. Not my order, though.
Featuring premium aged beef and fresh seafood items, the Crown Grill offers a truly special dining experience with an open, theater-style kitchen where chefs custom-prepare fresh seafood — such as lobster, scallops, clams and mussels — and cooked-to-order steaks. www.princess.com
Grilled Fish
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Grilled Fish in Olive Oil was awesome at Road Trip, Indiranagar.
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