4006 Rue Sainte-Catherine Ouest, Westmount, QC H3Z 1P2
Why go: For a rowdy time with a group of friends.
So, technically this was not on my List, however, after I went to Big in Japan I couldn’t help but want more Japanese cuisine – it is a relatively unfamiliar gastronomic culture to me. Next stop Kazu, fyi. While my ears may still be ringing from the cacophony of sound – mainly from people screaming BOMB every time Sake was served – I have to say I had a pretty fun time with my girlfriend. Warning: this is definitely not an intimate date night setting.
My only reeeeal problem I had with the restaurant was the fact that when my girlfriend and I decided to do our meal tapas style (so we ordered a lot of entrees to kind of get a better sense of what Japanese pub food entailed), they all arrived at once… your 4 by 4 table, however, can’t really accommodate 8 varying sized dishes. Thus, plates that were meant to be hot got cold quickly and some plates that were served cold kind of got soggy. I was disappointed that the staff wouldn’t know better and perhaps make more logical groupings. It really grinds my gears when waiters become just plate pushers. We were also served by a myriad of people that by the end of the night I’m not really sure where my tip went to, to be honest.
So, let me recap. My initial impression of the dimly lit and filled to the brim pub seemed exciting, but my appetite diminished slightly because of the service. Luckily, this was quickly remedied by the wit and charm of the general manager, Reno Pe. Our meet-cute, however, only came to be after I tapped him on the shoulder halfway through our meal having mistaken him for someone else . He chatted us up and asked if we’d ever been here before. I was a virgin. As soon as these words rolled off my lips suddenly I was pounding my fists on the table, screaming BOMB like the rest of them and downing some Sake.
All this to say that my taste switched from sour to sweet toute suite. There is something to be said about how the way you’re treated can flavor your meal. Call me a princess, but I want to be catered too. The food was very good and I loved some things more than others. It definitely is more low-key, pub style food than it is fine cuisine. I must say their plate arrangements made for excellent food porn shots (although difficult to capture on my squished table). I wish the restaurant was in a better location, but their menu and bar environment allows it to be a one stop shop for those looking to get out and have a good (loud) time.
Okay so we just ordered it because of the name. This vodka based cocktail tasted like all things girlie and summer. It was a nice way to start the night off.
It was refreshing, but perhaps nothing to really write home about .
I was disappointed that I didn’t order any at Big in Japan so I was perhaps most excited about ordering Tataki here. I really liked it, but I’m not sure that personally it’s something I’d crave regularly.
My girlfriend swears by this salad, but I was not too keen on the texture. I had fried seaweed at ChuChai and it was mind-blowing, but in its relatively natural state I couldn’t get past the slime. It wasn’t that it was bad just not something my palette is particularly doing cartwheels for having next time.
Uh yum! Winner of the evening, mostly because it was paired with this really sweet soy based sauce, I believe. So much fun to cook it yourself, but I was afraid that my non-existent cooking skills would leave me with raw meat. Turns out the hot plate does all the work for you.
I saw this was recommended on Urbanspoon so I said why not. My girlfriend was petrified, but it turned out to be one of her favorite things that we had selected . They were creamy and battered. Didn’t give you the impression you were eating octopus at all.
Not sure I tasted the spice, but the shrimp themselves were crispy. Not the best I ever had, but they hit the spot.
A nice filler, but I’m not raving.
I’ve been craving dumplings like a pregnant woman craves pickles and ice cream. Sorry Imadake you’re no Qing Hua, but then again you’re not a chinese dumpling emporium . I must admit they were little drops of deep friend goodness. I could have ordered 3 more plates of just these little guys and have left satisfied.
This is unfiltered sake and looks a little bit like milk. It had a nice lightness to it and it’s 12.5% alcohol percentage packed a strong punch!