About to launch into the sushi when my friends stopped me in time for a photo shoot!
Delightful prawn 'maki'!
An assortment of sushi...
Nabilla, this is the 'kim-chi' (pickled spicy cabbage) I ate as a tribute to you!Itadakimasu! That's how the Japanese would say before they start eating. Kinda like thanking God for the food they are about to eat. I had a nice dinner at this Japanese / Korean / Chinese restaurant called Silver Tower last Wednesday. Since I haven't eaten Japanese food for quite some time, I was looking forward to this exotic gastronomic experience.
One of my colleague has eaten here and she recommended the restaurant which serves Chinese, Japanese and Korean food. I miss eating sushi & I used to make 'em last Ramadhan. So, the three of us decided to have a go at that restaurant. The driver, Mr AA (Mr J's younger brother), took us to a different restaurant and thought it was the one we were looking for. I had to make a call to the colleague to figure out the directions to the restaurant.
When we got to the right place, the restaurant doors were still closed and there was a 'Chinese-looking' man standing near the entrance wearing a shirt and a 'sarong' (kain pelikat)! The other two ladies eyed him suspiciously as we approached the entrance. One of the ladies exclaimed, rather loudly, "Oh no! The doors are still closed. The restaurant is not open yet!" The man said something to her that sounded like "The restaurant is open", but my friend just ignored him.
The man looked at me and smiled and at that moment, I had a feeling that..... he must be the owner of that restaurant! I used to work in a high-end menswear boutique on the 'Prestige' floor of Starhill Centre and discover that the more shabbily dressed the person, the richer they are. I noticed they seem to be 'over-shabby' in their effort to conceal their wealth, thus looking too obvious in their 'shabby-chic' outfit. Kinda like wearing a Lacoste t-shirt combined with 'pasar malam' jeans!
Back to the guy, who was wearing, I'm sure, a white, pin-striped either Armani or Yves Saint Laurent shirt and his sarong (maybe his sarong is also a designer wear....hmmmm, I wonder.....). He offered to press some hidden doorbell near the entrance which was covered in adorable green wall-creeping plants. Hey, presto! A waiter came to open the doors.
The other two ladies just walked in and I turned to the man thanking him and asked him, "What time does the restaurant open?" He said, "5 p.m." I looked at my watch and it was only 4.15 p.m. I asked him again, "Are you sure it is open?" The guy just smiled again and said "For you ladies, we open especially early today." Now he is being bloody charming which confirms my suspicion that the sarong guy is the owner. Charm in a sarong!
When we got inside, I told the other two ladies of my suspicion, but they brushed it off as an impossibility! So, I asked the waiter who was that guy standing outside? He told us "Oh, he is the owner of this restaurant. He is Korean." My friends started laughing and told the waiter that we apologise for not recognising him. After ordering our food, the waiter came and gave us complimentary appetisers and desserts "on the house" courtesy of the restaurant owner. We didn't see the sarong-clad owner after our meal as the restaurant suddenly filled up with crowds of people coming in for dinner. It sure showed us some perspective of how we look at others and how some perceptions could be false based on first impressions.
False impressions. Has it ever happened to you?
One of my colleague has eaten here and she recommended the restaurant which serves Chinese, Japanese and Korean food. I miss eating sushi & I used to make 'em last Ramadhan. So, the three of us decided to have a go at that restaurant. The driver, Mr AA (Mr J's younger brother), took us to a different restaurant and thought it was the one we were looking for. I had to make a call to the colleague to figure out the directions to the restaurant.
When we got to the right place, the restaurant doors were still closed and there was a 'Chinese-looking' man standing near the entrance wearing a shirt and a 'sarong' (kain pelikat)! The other two ladies eyed him suspiciously as we approached the entrance. One of the ladies exclaimed, rather loudly, "Oh no! The doors are still closed. The restaurant is not open yet!" The man said something to her that sounded like "The restaurant is open", but my friend just ignored him.
The man looked at me and smiled and at that moment, I had a feeling that..... he must be the owner of that restaurant! I used to work in a high-end menswear boutique on the 'Prestige' floor of Starhill Centre and discover that the more shabbily dressed the person, the richer they are. I noticed they seem to be 'over-shabby' in their effort to conceal their wealth, thus looking too obvious in their 'shabby-chic' outfit. Kinda like wearing a Lacoste t-shirt combined with 'pasar malam' jeans!
Back to the guy, who was wearing, I'm sure, a white, pin-striped either Armani or Yves Saint Laurent shirt and his sarong (maybe his sarong is also a designer wear....hmmmm, I wonder.....). He offered to press some hidden doorbell near the entrance which was covered in adorable green wall-creeping plants. Hey, presto! A waiter came to open the doors.
The other two ladies just walked in and I turned to the man thanking him and asked him, "What time does the restaurant open?" He said, "5 p.m." I looked at my watch and it was only 4.15 p.m. I asked him again, "Are you sure it is open?" The guy just smiled again and said "For you ladies, we open especially early today." Now he is being bloody charming which confirms my suspicion that the sarong guy is the owner. Charm in a sarong!
When we got inside, I told the other two ladies of my suspicion, but they brushed it off as an impossibility! So, I asked the waiter who was that guy standing outside? He told us "Oh, he is the owner of this restaurant. He is Korean." My friends started laughing and told the waiter that we apologise for not recognising him. After ordering our food, the waiter came and gave us complimentary appetisers and desserts "on the house" courtesy of the restaurant owner. We didn't see the sarong-clad owner after our meal as the restaurant suddenly filled up with crowds of people coming in for dinner. It sure showed us some perspective of how we look at others and how some perceptions could be false based on first impressions.
False impressions. Has it ever happened to you?
3 comments:
more than once, my dear sista.
Many a time babe, but trust ur gut feeling alright, which you did I think ... I always tend to ignore the feeling in the gut, and listen to the stupid voices in my head instead, and see where I'm at - writing horrible stuff I don't like at a paper I don't enjoy reading ... Okay, I was extremely sarcastic ;) ... "Charm in a sarong" ... Like that phrase - original ... Keep it up ...
wegure??? whe?? aaaaa... it look darn tasty... does kimchi taste good?? man u make me wonder...
masyallah..
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