Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Big Bowl of Food Made me Burp!

Do you have a big appetite?

If your answer is yes. 

SumoSam restaurant, a Japanese bistro located at the 6th  level of Shangrila Plaza  Mall will delight your taste bud in a reasonable price. Visiting Japan in the future might excites you to experience eating their traditional food on an authentic big bowl and in SumoSam which means Big bowl, you’ll experience this. 

The traditional food of Japan is based on rice with miso soup and other dishes, each in its own utensil, with an emphasis on seasonal ingredients.




Must Try: Pork kimchi bowl

Stylish Koji Kabuto (terimayo topped with nori strips)

Yummy dressing of Mekanda California (kani sticks with wasabi mayo and ebiko)

Can't take my eyes of you, Katsudon





Easy to chew and swallow Sizzling plates chicken

 The ambience was also good and the waiters were all like Anime-looking.

 You may visit this restaurant someday and try to rate their food. I also love their menu, it's like Grandma storytells Japanese history to me. 

It's not having a big appetite that matters but also spending your beautiful night with a friend, loved one, or family.

Out of Ten, I'll give them: 8! :)

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Unflinching eyes

You slice the meat lengthwise, then a pour the flour on it. Then, fry it in 45 degree high. After frying it, place it on a plate and put the milky sauce, and leafy garnish to beautify your recipe. (blah.blah.blah.)

I was unmoved and my eyes were unflinching as I memorized the recipe that I'm going to cook for my daughter's birthday party. I recall how Mamita reprimanded me for not learning any single recipe and here she goes again. Hey, I know how to fry eggs and hotdogs, since my Queenie likes it. She told me that my husband, Bert came from a family of chef. I know I will never meet that standard. But atleast I'm trying. She stopped talking and cautiously looked at my new floral curtain, without sipping yet to the coffee that I prepared for her.

'Ok, so Queenie will turn 7 next month. What's your plan- catering or my son will cook for her eventhough he's busy?' Mamita sarcastically asked me.

'Ahhmm, I'm learning a new recipe now. I'm hoping to learn two other recipes.' My voice was a little shaking.

' Oh, that's good. Before you present that food, I want to taste it first and let's see what remedy  I can offer.'

I just nodded to her while holding my breath. She now glances at my stereo set, then on the red carpet and my figurines.

‘I’ll go in 5 minutes, I just want to know your plan for your daughter’s birthday.’

‘Yes, mamita!’

Finally, she sipped the coffee and said,

‘Haven’t Bert told you that I don’t like cappuccino?’ While her face turned like a bitter gourd.


‘No, mamita. He didn’t tell it to me yet.’

‘Next time know what I want also not just you only knows what you want.’

‘But mamita, I have my own family now. I can’t always know what you want.’

‘Diana, you’re not learning anything look at your place, it’s disorganized.’

I know it ever since, that she doesn’t want me for her son. If only I could say leave me, I will but I’m afraid that my husband will listen to her again as she made her own story. As she kept on staring around the corners of my house and thinking bad thoughts about me, I want to show her a mirror and look on how ugly she is inside. Will this make her stop?

‘Mamita, I think it’s already time. You can now leave.’

She left me without a blink of an eye. She carried with her Loius Vuitton leather bag.
Time saved me. But I know this never-ending battle who’s better-than-who won’t stop. It gives me another stress, and I almost forgot the recipe that I’m learning.