Zipangu (revisited), Shangri-la Kuala Lumpur

bonito entrails
Bonito entrails

I just ate oats and tuna for lunch. Unforgiveable, I know, especially in the land of milk, honey and sambal belacan, but with my work piling to Timbuktu, I figured I’d use my lunch hour to write a quick post instead. Zipangu updated its menu late last year, and in addition to a few new additions, the inevitable price increase was also evident.

I’m not sure what possessed me to agree to bonito entrails. If I remember correctly, we throw away entrails, and if the cat’s lucky, it gets a nice smelly meal. Perhaps I was hoping for a Zipangu twist, but no, it looked and smelt like entrails when the dish appeared. Coupled with the sliced yam bits, everything was slimy and salty. Thankfully, Bald Eagle was more appreciative of this unique dish and whacked it all up.

Seafood gratin
Seafood gratin

One of the new items on the menu, the seafood gratin was baked on a shell and served with a mentaiko (pollack or pollock roe) sauce. A little pricey at RM80. The texture was nice – browned and slightly crisp surface and mushy underneath.

shimeji mushrooms
Shimeji mushrooms

These slightly nutty flavoured mushrooms were served teppanyaki style and had a lovely smoky taste. Very enjoyable.

duck
Roasted wild duck

Not sure where one gets wild duck here, but I loved the texture of this meat…so tender and succulent.  Nice gamey flavour, if you like that kind of thing. Also a new item on the menu.

dancing crab roll
Dancing crab roll

foie gras wintermelon
Foie gras wintermelon

A perennial favourite in Zipangu.  Only RM30.

chasoba
Cha soba

The soba had a nice bite.  Toppings include sliced mushrooms, wasabi, spring onions and finely sliced fried egg.

salmon belly sashimi
Salmon belly sashimi

Thick cut slices.   Delicious!

rice cake rolled with ice cream
Rice cake rolled with ice cream

So when we first read it, we thought it would be something akin to mochi.  What arrived was ice cream wrapped in a pastry-like sheet made of, presumably, rice.   Nothing exciting, and certainly not worth the RM18 price tag.

Macha tiramisu
Macha tiramisu

There is a reason why I swore off japanese desserts a long time ago.  Although the tiramisu (cake form) fared better than the other dessert, I was still not blown away it.

Overall, I’d say that Zipangu hasn’t disappointed me yet in terms of food quality.  My only irk is that the prices are pretty hefty.  The total bill (before my prestige card discount and the 10+5% taxes) came to RM353.   I suppose one has to take into account the ambience and location, but with so many japanese restaurants mushrooming in the city, one could just as easily find a comparable restaurant with lower prices. What’s your favourite japanese restaurant?

My previous writeup can be found HERE.

Zipangu
Shangri-la Hotel Kuala Lumpur
11, Jalan Sultan Ismail
50250 Kuala Lumpur

Restaurant reservations: 1800 88 7881

What really happened on Valentine’s Day

vday

Like Malaysian politics these days, mention Valentine’s Day and suddenly everyone has an opinion. Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn. I am not about to jump on that bullock cart and debate the virtues of paying for overpriced foie gras and even more overpriced shrubs. After all, I have been a recipient of both in the past, and I will not deny that I have felt good about receiving them.

What matters is that not a day passes by that I don’t look forward to the end of the day when I get to see the Bald one, even if it is for a brief 10 minutes. Our hectic lifestyles (our own choosing) dictate that we do not see much of each other, but I look forward to that moment when I step into our home, smell that familiar smell, and see that familiar smile. I’m touching middle age, and I’m still a sucker for romance. But not just for one day in a year….I’m greedy….I want it all.

So on 14 February 2009, we didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day, not because we were in denial, but because it happened to be a weekend and we were looking for an excuse to get sloshed. Besides, my dear friend Fatboybakes throws the most amazing parties based on even more amazing excuses (this time, it was in celebration of Thaipusam, although the idea of being inebriated on a holy day is just sacrilegious).

vday

Yes, Fatboybakes calls me Thamby (little brother, in Tamil). I, in return, call him Tangechi (little sister). It is no Freudian slip nor does it have anything to do with his repressed maternal instincts (of which he has none, I must protest) but it has everything to do with the fact that we are childish and take joy in speaking in tongues (in our case, an extremely limited version of Tamil) and puns.

I think we ate everything that he served, but I can’t be sure, thanks to the twenty-something bottles of champagne that were consumed from 12 noon to 10 at night. There were sausage rolls, a chicken and mushroom pie, HairyBerry’s exotic gourmet platter, assorted cheeses, roast Australian ribeye and yorkshire pudding, seafood mousse, assorted gourmet sausages, roast duck pasta, wasabi mash, truffle mash, and a garden salad with pear, walnut and quails eggs. One word describes it best: sublime. After all, words (and I’m a poor wordsmith, I’m afraid) cannot do justice for the delicious food, so lovingly prepared by Tangechi, for a party of seventeen.

He baked two cakes and a bit. One, a very popular Mint Chocolate Mousse Cake with Lindt chocolate, a cake that will be spoken about for generations to come, and the other, a delicious heart-shaped Pavlova decorated with peaches and mangoes but lacking in passion(fruit) thanks to a maid who threw it away, not realising that a shrivelled fruit didn’t mean it was past its expiry date. The molten chocolate cupcakes were a surprise addition, but they received the attention they deserved.

Thanks, Tangechi. It was a fantastic party and it is such an honour to have my name (even if it’s just Thamby) on the menu. In the words of Kylie Minogue, I should be so lucky, lucky lucky lucky……

Happy Saturday and Sunday!

Yut Kee’s Roasted Pork

roasted pork

It had been ages that I’d visited Yut Kee, and so on a nice Sunday morning after church, spurred by an article in Time Out Kuala Lumpur on breakfasts, the husband and I made our way to ye olde Yut Kee.   Still going strong with a long queue just before noon, I reckon they must be doing something right to sustain all that enthusiasm for their food.

roasted pork

I soon found out why.

roasted pork

Delectable roasted pork served only on Fridays and Sundays from 11.00am till it’s sold out just after 12 noon.   An amazing marketing strategy (because a demand is created by limited supply), but morally justified by delicious slices of roasted pork, the skin crunchy and brittle, the meat tender and succulent, and all complemented by a sweet and slightly tart apple sauce.

Heaven.

My earlier writeup on Yut Kee can be found HERE.  Another writeup on the roasted pork can be found HERE.

Yut Kee Restaurant

35, Jalan Dang Wangi, 50100 Kuala Lumpur.
Tel: 03-2298 8108

Closed Mondays.