I feel like I'm right at the heart of Seoul. There's a lot of clatter as staff follow the ringing of table bells. It's such a lively room. Hungry people join the queue every couple of minutes. I scan the room, and large majorities of the crowd appear to be Korean. Ah, perfect... an authentic Korean restaurant. Families, students, large groups and working couples all look content with their meals. Food really does soothe the soul.
Yay! I've been counting down since last week to dine at the sensational Yoshii Restaurant. This was literally a life changing experience... I learnt anger management; and then I did some self-exploring... and ofcourse I tasted some fine food, which has set new standards.
Lunch at Ichi-Ban-Boshi failed because of the large crowds lining up outside. Plan B was Wagamama. A little pricier, but seats were guaranteed. Inside were long wooden benches, funky lights and a sleek open kitchen. I ordered the vegetarian Moyashi Soba which featured courgettes, snow peas, mushrooms, beansprouts, garlic, leeks and fried tofu... the wholemeal noodles were stuck together in clumps and the broth was a litttle too peppery...
Zen and I have now been officially dating for four years. I love you babe! But I lied... about having made a reservation... and then I got caught out! So instead of going to Astral, I made an eleventh hour call to Aria Restaurant. They had one table available if we promised to finish by 7.45pm, or another available from 9.30pm. I frantically took the earlier table, and convinced Zen to speed into the city. Forty minutes later, we were parked on Macquarie Street, and wondered why the restaurant was only 60% full. So we took our time and admired the stunning Harbour views.