And so it came to pass that after Thai and The Little Mermaid, cake for breakfast with my Sugar Twin, and frozen yoghurt for lunch followed by Pocahontas, my next Melbourne adventure involved Japanese food, more food blogger friends, and free alcohol.
On Saturday night I-Hua, her fella and I drove to Komeyui Japanese Restaurant. Already waiting for us was Bryan, whose poetic and heartfelt blog always delights me, and next to arrive were my BFF and her husband. It was all I could do not to jump up and dance giddily, because it’s been over a year since I last saw Agnes’ face and had the pleasure of her making fun of me in person. (Over the internet, it’s never quite the same.)
Last to join our table was Bryan’s gorgeous and famous fakegf. Quite amusingly (to me), I had only just discovered that fakegf is one and the same as the fabulous J-lady who emailed me months ago and with whom I’ve become happy-Facebook-friends. (I’m not always the sharpest tool in the shed.) Long story short, we were both delighted to meet each other. And she brought peanut butter cookies! Win!
We left the ordering up to Bryan, and he did us proud. We had yuzu-marinated salmon (above), which was both delicate and citrus-y-zingy.
Agnes, you’re a ninja with your photo-bombing peace sign. Keep up the good work.
I must say, though, that having just watched Poor Unfortunate Souls, I found the sardines rather disconcerting in appearance.
I did encroach onto Bryan’s ordering territory at one point by demanding we get the Ohitashi, aka boiled greens with soy sauce and bonito, aka VEGETABLES. Sure, the entire serve was only about two mouthfuls, but at least it was green.
Tonkatsu, with light from the heavens (or someone’s camera) shining down upon it. We also received free sparkling sake that Komeyui’s Twitter Queen delivered to us. It was both sparkling and delicious.
Because we were at Komeyui for rather a long time, we were given a scrumptious free dish of kingfish sashimi flavoured with lovely things that I can’t quite remember at this point. But I think yuzu and sundried tomato were involved.
Bryan ordered Chawan Mushi for me after discovering that I’d never had it, despite having visited Japan. I lost much food blogger cred when this fact was revealed, but I’d like to defend myself by asking whether anyone else has spent an entire day in Japan tracking down and eating three different versions of Mont Blanc? No? I rest my case.
It was a delicious and wonderful night, and the perfect way to end the staying-with-I-Hua part of my Melbourne trip. Thank you Bryan, Agnes, I-Hua, fakegf, both As, and Komeyui! You are all Supremely Good.