The beef bulgogi was pretty decent, though I feel the beef could be a tad tenderer and less salty.
I’m not a huge fan of Bibimbab so I can’t comment, but (as you can see) my friend thought it was yummy.
Price range: around $10 a person
The beef bulgogi was pretty decent, though I feel the beef could be a tad tenderer and less salty.
I’m not a huge fan of Bibimbab so I can’t comment, but (as you can see) my friend thought it was yummy.
We arrived at around 7pm on a Saturday night- without a booking. VERY bad idea. For some reason or another, the management simply refused to do call-backs (i.e.: taking down our phone number and calling us when a table is ready) and also refused to explain why.
It was stuffy, noisy and rather unpleasant. People kept jostling past us in order to get to the escalator, or to squeeze into the restaurant to check on their queue number. The manager attempted to appease us by offering little plastic cups of free drinks, but that did absolutely to assuage the increasingly hungry (and cranky!) us.
After one hour and fifteen minutes we finally managed to get a seat. Weak with hunger and annoyed at the fact that we’d just wasted an entire hour idling around, we were already irritable and grumpy. The ambience did utterly nothing to make us feel any better. We got a seat near the kitchen, cramped beside another table with barely enough space to squeeze our (not so huge) asses through. The music consisted of some loud, thumping clubbing-type songs (probably catering to the masses of clubbers who have dinner there before heading to MoS) – a rather weak attempt to mask the din of waiters and waitresses shouting of greetings to customers and orders to one another. Thankfully, the waitress who served us was rather gracious and did attempt to change the music when we told her we complained. Come to think of it, she was rather sweet, and extremely apologetic.
I must say, I can understand why the restaurant is perennially crowded. The set-meals ($16.80 each) consisted of salad, soup, a main course, and a choice of either gratin or pizza. Very affordable and definitely good value for money. We ordered the Carbonara, Spaghetti Bolognaise and another soup-type pasta (can’t remember which exactly).
With four main courses, drinks, soup, salad plus three gratins on the table, there was simply no space left (as you can see).
Not wanting to play food jenga and have our pasta sauce congeal, we called the manager over. She explained that during busy periods they prepare similar dishes together and serve them at one go and that other customers have had similar complaints, but “company policy” dictated that they couldn’t do anything to change this. She was polite and extremely apologetic, offering to take the main courses away (but informing us that we would have to wait for the next batch to be cooked). We decided to hang on to our food, eat as quickly as we could, and get the hell out.
I tasted a little bit of my friend’s Bolognaise and it was way too sweet, leaving a horrible aftertaste.
To add insult to injury, halfway through our mains, an acrid smell wafted out from the kitchen. Not sure what they were cooking in there but it definitely smelt as if something was burning, making us lose our appetites instantly. The irony of it all? We spent more time waiting outside the restaurant than actually eating inside of it.
The verdict – value-for-money set meals, but definitely not worth the wait. Pretty good service (can’t blame the waitresses/manager if it really is company policy) but extremely poor ambience. Food quality – mediocre. Perhaps only a few notches above Pasta Mania.
The best part about Tampopo is the fact that the quality of dessert matches (or even surpasses) the excellent main-courses. Unfortunately, the Scoop cake, arguably the best dessert at Tampopo, was sold out both times I visited (by around 8.30pm or earlier).
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