Dish: Teriyaki Chicken (rice?)
The serving comes in a standardized plastic container about 10cm by 10cm.
Rice is of the short grain variety. The rice is steamed with a bit too much water as it is sticky. By putting a grain of it between the thumb and index finger and giving it a light squeeze you can produce a small mass of starch easily.
As for the sauce, it is dark brown and a bit gooey in nature. It is sweet with a tinge of saltiness of soy sauce which marks their version of teriyaki sauce. It is poured on top of what looks like pan grilled chicken breast of which the taste is lost or masked by the teriyaki sauce.
The chicken is cooked well to demonstrate chewy-ness but not rubbery. The chicken breaks apart upon if the chopsticks are put together in a scissors like action.
As part of the presentation, 2 small quartered corn, a bit of cauliflower and 2 small quartered pieces of carrot. The vegetables are steamed and soft to the palate. It takes an almost effortless bite when vegetable is in the mouth. Although you can taste the rawness of the cauliflower, the taste of the carrot and the corn is toned to minimal.
It isn't a fantastic meal to begin with and the portion should just be right for the average weight watching teenager.
The presentation of the dish seemed to mimic Japanese style of neat and orderliness.
Crowd/Ambience:
I descend 6 steps to be greeted by a pathway flanked by a panelled wall and 2 walls of wooden planks. The wall is speckled with lighted pictures of their food. The planks for the panels are painted red and stacked one on top of another just like the side of a wooden ship except there are spaces in-between the planks so as to give an open feel.
When I step into this basement shop which is populated with about16 picnic tables, only 3 customers are sitting and having their food.
After I make my purchase, the whole room soon fill with 20years old youngsters. It takes just about 15mins to do so.
Many of them have no idea how to go about ordering food as there is no casher counter or till. I have no problem with this ordering concept as I had been to Japan before.
At the end of the pathway stand 2 vending machines. Looking at the menu both on top of the machines and into the screen of a machine, you can choose your food by pressing the appropriate rectangle.
A bill is shown and after inserting a note into the machine, a receipt pops out and the jangle of coins is heard.
There is one girl of about 20 years old dressed in white sailor blouse with blue lined collars, and a dark blue apron dress. With a little red sling bag with the sling across the chest to the waist, in white stockings and black shiny shoes, short yet broad triangular tie and small ribbon on the head, I suppose she should pass off as a school girl Cosplay.
The crew in the kitchen are dressed in dark blue overalls; exactly like the ones in the aerospace industry.
The 'school girl' solves my dilemma of returned change changes dollar coins into notes without me asking for it.
Then I pass the receipt to the man through the small rectangular cut out in the wall with curtains and proceed to sit down and wait for one of the crew to shout - yes shout my receipt number when the food is ready. Then I walk to the same cut out wall to get my food.
Japanese pop music is constantly played in the background to give a young and hip feel. Along with the cushioned seats and bright lights, is seemed like McDonalds -Japanese style. As I am finishing typing, another batch of youngsters comes to replace the one that leaves.
Business is brisk. This is in fact not a restaurant to seat and chat but a place to eat and go; suitable to on-the-go youngsters.
Do not order the o-tea. The cup is about the size of my palm and it costs a dollar!
The serving comes in a standardized plastic container about 10cm by 10cm.
Rice is of the short grain variety. The rice is steamed with a bit too much water as it is sticky. By putting a grain of it between the thumb and index finger and giving it a light squeeze you can produce a small mass of starch easily.
As for the sauce, it is dark brown and a bit gooey in nature. It is sweet with a tinge of saltiness of soy sauce which marks their version of teriyaki sauce. It is poured on top of what looks like pan grilled chicken breast of which the taste is lost or masked by the teriyaki sauce.
The chicken is cooked well to demonstrate chewy-ness but not rubbery. The chicken breaks apart upon if the chopsticks are put together in a scissors like action.
As part of the presentation, 2 small quartered corn, a bit of cauliflower and 2 small quartered pieces of carrot. The vegetables are steamed and soft to the palate. It takes an almost effortless bite when vegetable is in the mouth. Although you can taste the rawness of the cauliflower, the taste of the carrot and the corn is toned to minimal.
It isn't a fantastic meal to begin with and the portion should just be right for the average weight watching teenager.
The presentation of the dish seemed to mimic Japanese style of neat and orderliness.
Crowd/Ambience:
I descend 6 steps to be greeted by a pathway flanked by a panelled wall and 2 walls of wooden planks. The wall is speckled with lighted pictures of their food. The planks for the panels are painted red and stacked one on top of another just like the side of a wooden ship except there are spaces in-between the planks so as to give an open feel.
When I step into this basement shop which is populated with about16 picnic tables, only 3 customers are sitting and having their food.
After I make my purchase, the whole room soon fill with 20years old youngsters. It takes just about 15mins to do so.
Many of them have no idea how to go about ordering food as there is no casher counter or till. I have no problem with this ordering concept as I had been to Japan before.
At the end of the pathway stand 2 vending machines. Looking at the menu both on top of the machines and into the screen of a machine, you can choose your food by pressing the appropriate rectangle.
A bill is shown and after inserting a note into the machine, a receipt pops out and the jangle of coins is heard.
There is one girl of about 20 years old dressed in white sailor blouse with blue lined collars, and a dark blue apron dress. With a little red sling bag with the sling across the chest to the waist, in white stockings and black shiny shoes, short yet broad triangular tie and small ribbon on the head, I suppose she should pass off as a school girl Cosplay.
The crew in the kitchen are dressed in dark blue overalls; exactly like the ones in the aerospace industry.
The 'school girl' solves my dilemma of returned change changes dollar coins into notes without me asking for it.
Then I pass the receipt to the man through the small rectangular cut out in the wall with curtains and proceed to sit down and wait for one of the crew to shout - yes shout my receipt number when the food is ready. Then I walk to the same cut out wall to get my food.
Japanese pop music is constantly played in the background to give a young and hip feel. Along with the cushioned seats and bright lights, is seemed like McDonalds -Japanese style. As I am finishing typing, another batch of youngsters comes to replace the one that leaves.
Business is brisk. This is in fact not a restaurant to seat and chat but a place to eat and go; suitable to on-the-go youngsters.
Do not order the o-tea. The cup is about the size of my palm and it costs a dollar!
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