It is so weird for me to not have an opinion about something. Usually everything; whatever the thing may be – a restaurant, a movie, a service or even just my new L’Occitane Red Rice mattifying moisturiser – everything leaves me with some form of an opinion. I love it, I rave about it. But if I hate it, wow, I run around the internetz bagging it all over Twitterverse, much akin to social media murder (’tis a good thing I don’t hate very much. Or have any influence).
Drawing an opinion from me (either good or bad) is really not very hard. What’s a more difficult achievement is balancing so precisely on the thread between leading me to like or dislike something that I am left speechless (which is an unfathomable feat in itself) and without an ability to form any opinion.
My dinner at Tamarai left me with one such conundrum. I went, I ate, and I really don’t have much of an opinion about it.
Well, ok, I lie, the pan fried pork belly made my tummy dance in glee, but other than that it really didn’t leave an impression. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t bad, it was just meh. Oh wait, was that an opinion right there?
I normally dive into a description of the dishes that I had (or at least a try to describe what I had) but I won’t do that in this post. The food is Asian-fusion, clearly influenced by Thai and other southeast-Asian cuisines, the flavours were ok (mango & green papaya salad had a chilli kick that sent me to the high heavens and back), the presentation was fine, the portions actually quite large.
The pan-fried pork belly, served with a little tower of lotus roots and covered in hoisin sauce, was probably the only dish that I would rate as scrumptious. The lovely juicy fatty pork was so tender it dissolved right there on my tastebuds, and the hoisin sauce, which I expected to be too sweet actually wasn’t. Not quite sure why it wasn’t, but hey, it worked.
The atmosphere is dark, trendy, or trying to be. The service is reasonable ~ not outstanding nor horrendous. Nothing about the evening made me sit up and thinking oh wow, this is amazing! nor did I cringe in disgruntledness.
So as I pitter my way through writing this post, I twittered my angst in less than 140 characters:
catty: Trying to blog about a restaurant I went to, ate at, but have absolutely zero opinion about. this is a toughie.
A fellow foodie replied: then why blog it…?
And I actually know why I blogged this. So that please, can someone who went to Tamarai and actually have an opinion tell me what they thought? Did I totally miss something?
PS: I went to Tamarai with Toptable’s 50% off. If I hadn’t I may have had a real opinion ~ painfully overpriced.
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