Pre-b'day dinner: Nagomi Shabu Shabu

Thank you everyone for all the sweet comments! And all the texts and calls and FB wall posts and whatnots... :)))
HEEHEE, this is like my favorite part, 'cause can act like damn popular wtf.



My pre-birthday dinner! Cannot blog about actual day 'cause cannot show Jing's hair WTF.



Outfit for the night! Don't know why my arm was sticking out in a weird angle. -_-
Old age spasms ar!! *still emo for turning one year older*


We went to Nagomi Shabu Shabu at Jaya 33.
Actually the boyfriend was supposed to bring me to another Japanese restaurant; but when we reached there we found out that the place has closed down, and it is now a Japanese bistro! -_______- In the name of fear of drunken rowdy men wtf, the boyfriend suggested Jaya 33 (a new mall in Section 14, y'know, where the old Jaya is) which was nearby.

When we reached there, he suggested this Shabu Shabu place; but by then I was damn grouchy and moody already, as I was starving (only had one bowl of tau fu far for the whole day, and err, a negligible amount of potato crisps wtf), and I was irritated 'cause I was dressed up and we had to eat steamboat. T__T

But I gave face to the boyfriend la, being the forgiving and noble girlfriend I am wtf, and turned out the place was really quite nice! In fact, I foresee more visits in the future. :)

Pity the boyfriend la, since I showed him black face for the early part of the night. T____T



I was amused by the long spout! Anything long also can catch my attention, teehee.
The waiter pouring the soup into my hotpot here.




Sigh, I looked damn pale right! T__T
I was using Jing's bag during the day, and then she took her bag out in the evening-- along with all my make up in the bag!!! She never even checked whether my stuff was in there!!!
That's why my make up was damn cacat that night, like I didn't wear any. T___T
And the eyes damn black right, 'cause I had no concealer, and had to use a pariah one I found lying in the house. T___T


Our snack-- temakis (Japanese handrolls)! 'Cause the boyfriend knew the only way to cheer me up was by feeding me, haha.



Soft shell crab handroll. :)))

But then when I attempted to take a bite, all the fish roe (the orange bits, if you aren't aware) dropped out and landed everywhere on me. T____T And 'cause it has a rubbery texture, the more I tried to swipe them away, the more they stuck onto me. T___T



The boyfriend's crabmeat and mayo handroll.

Sometimes I wonder why are we together, how is anything nice if it's not fried!! wtf.





My darling boyfriend!! :))) Who has rosier lips than I do. :(((



Our shabu shabu! Which is Japanese steamboat, in case you didn't know.
We ordered 2 sets:



Chicken.

The yellow thing in the middle is egg yolk, and it is actually used to make chicken balls with the ring of minced chicken in the middle! And there's chicken stock lightly dashed onto the meat, so that when you boil it, it is still very tasty!



Salmon.

I was so tempted to eat the salmon raw, instead of cooking it in the soup! SHASHIMIIIII.



Each set comes with:


A platter of vegetables.



A bowl of sushi rice.



Three different types of sauces.



How to shabu shabu your way to food heaven!




My spicy soup!

The spicy soup tasted like spicy miso soup, which was kind of weird at first, but it gets addictive after a while. ;) By the way, I used to not take miso soup 'cause I didn't like the taste, but after Melbourne, I saw that all my friends gulp down miso soup cheerily, so I forced myself to consume it too. Peer pressure. T_T





The boyfriend's chicken soup.













No pictures of Step 4 and 5, as I was struggling, because eating steamboat is the hardest thing in the world. T___T


I have a great phobia of anything raw or bloody-- I refuse to eat chicken which is not fully cooked or god forbid, has bloody bone marrow, UGHHHH. Usually when I have steamboat, I just dump into the pot the ingredients that I want, and wait for someone to tell me that it's cooked. But in Nagomi, you have your own individual pot (one for each set, and you can choose what soup you want), so there was no one to guide me wtf. So my tactic for eating the shabu shabu was to cook the food longer than is needed, just to be safe than sorry. But then I ended up overcooking everything, especially the vegetables. T___T

The boyfriend breezed through the dinner easily, like a wizard with his cauldron bubbling obediently at the side, all his chicken, fish and vegetables cleverly floating to the surface when cooked.

Then you have me, who puts in only 2 thin slices of chicken into the boiling pot, and then forgot that it takes 5-10 minutes for the meat to be cooked, but 3 seconds for me to scoff down the chicken slices, so I had to wait on average 8 minutes for 2 bites of chicken. T___T And I put in greens, but forgot about it, and just kept on adding meat into it at different intervals (i.e. boiled the soup for numerous times), and in the end my green vegetable looked like the Hulk melted into a pool wtf, GREEN MUSH. T___T

I was sweating bullets, and had to keep on strategize to plan what to put in each time I put the soup to boil, how much to put in, how much I could eat etc. TOUGH WORK ok.

But all in all, a very enjoyable dinner, it's really fun to play with food, heehee. And at worst, you could use it as an opportunity to sharpen the mind, what with all the plan-devising and brainstoriming. T_T And because generally steamboats' durations are drawn out (because you get to control the pacing of your food), you can just sit and chat and play with your fooood! :P




The aftermath of our dinner:


My boyfriend.




Me. T___________T
I told you it was like a battle for me. T____T





Anyway, one last picture of us. :)



Hmm, I noticed that in all my pictures of the night, my smile was very restrained.
OF COURSE LA, smiling lines and wrinkles!!! You think easy to be old ar. T____T