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I logged into Doesn’t TaZte Like Chicken this evening and realized that our last post was made in July sometime.  That’s a rather long time…

…and if I had to be honest, the reason we haven’t posted anything lately was because we had become pretty bored with the Vancouver food scene. Yes, we have heard all the superlatives.  Yes, we have heard that Vancouver has the most variety in the land when it comes to cuisine types.  Yes, we have heard that many a mom-and-pop from elsewhere have settled in Vancouver to grace us with their lovingly cooked food.  Yes, we have heard that Vancouver is home to the best Chinese food outside of China.  Yes, we have heard that Vancouver is the foodie paradise of North America.  And so on and so on…

Yet why then, are our experiences in many of the local restaurants so mediocre?  It’s not that the food is outright bad.  It’s more that we are hard pressed to find anything that particularly stands out in taste or service.  There may be a large number of restaurants here, but if you classify them across cuisine types, they all pretty much end up with the same items on their menus.  If I were playing a “what if” game, I would imagine that if When Harry Met Sally was filmed in a Vancouver restaurant, Meg Ryan would have faked an epileptic seizure instead of an orgasm, and the entire movie would have been a flop.  Such was the level of our jadedness.

I’ve developed a theory that I call The Shampoo Theory of Food.  You know how it is that if you use one particular brand of shampoo for a long time, it loses its effectiveness on your hair?  My theory is simply that if you spend too much time eating in one city, your tastebuds effectively loses their ability to taste anything.  So, per my theory, my wife and I would have to take a trip and eat meals in different places for our tastebuds to come right back to life.  And that’s what we did.

I have a friend who religiously travels to Japan for holidays every year, and I used to joke that he has probably been the single largest individual Canadian contributor to that country’s GDP over the last little while.  Turns out that I shouldn’t have laughed, since my wife and I have been bitten by the Japan bug as well.  For the second year in a row, Christina and I went to Japan, to Osaka (with side trips to Kyoto and Nagoya) this time.

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Why?  Well, the people are unfailingly polite, even when clumsy gaijins are clueless about the lingo and have a tendency to drag huge luggage cases onto the trains, slowing them down.  Everything is clean and the trains are always on time. (I love trains!)

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Honest non-haggle pricing.  That’s a big one.  I am not fond of places where I am expected to haggle when I want to buy something.  I never know how much to knock off – too little and I feel ripped off, too much and you get that mouth-agape, eyes-wide about-to-faint look from the vendor, “…wah, that is less than my cost, you want to bankrupt me ah?”  None of this nonsense in Japan.

Culture, and food culture, which has evolved over centuries. Much longer than Canada has been a nation.  Think about that for a second.  Takoyaki originated in Osaka, and this red devil chain is a popular vendor.

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Beautiful Architecture, both new and old.

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Interesting supersized neon.  C’mon, who doesn’t like this stuff?

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A cool aquarium which our little penguin really enjoyed.

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And did I mention the food?  Different food, food that will jump start our tastebuds and un-jade us.  Osakans are famous for living to eat, and eating central is right here in Dotonbori.

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And of course, shopping.  Shopping central being Shinshaibashi.

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It’s been over a month since we last put an entry on the blog. Time flies when life gets in the way, doesn’t it? Work, travel and other hobbies have been making much demands on our free time, and we’ve had to oblige lest we go stir crazy from lack of variety. Certainly, food is one of our interests, but we decided to take a short break from writing about cooking and eating so that we could get a new (and perhaps fresher) perspective on the kind of material to put on this blog.

Going back and reading through the entries on this blog, they could best be described as a collage of procedural articles on cooking or play-by-play descriptions of where and what we’ve eaten. And that is really quite different than how we had originally envisioned our posts to be. Christina had started this blog with the intention of sharing different out-of-the-ordinary experiences with other people. She wanted to not only describe the food, but also relate it to memories or experiences that others could identify with. This is of course easy to conceptualize but a lot harder to execute. Banging out post after post with “meaning” in relatively short order did not come easily or naturally, and we soon found ourselves falling into the habit of writing a diary about what we cooked and where we ate. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but it just isn’t what we had started out to do.

Those of you who watch Top Gear will know who Jeremy Clarkson is. For those who don’t, Clarkson is an English television personality and auto journalist with a carefully cultivated polarizing personality. You either love to hate him or hate to love him. Mostly, it has to do with him being a right prat on occassion, which is pretty much in keeping with his act of being a 12-year old trapped in a 50-year-old 6′4″ body. He is also a bloody brilliant journalist. He is supposed to write about cars, but if you read his work, you will find that he does just about anything but. Most auto journalists follow a standard formula when writing an article – they describe the car, describe the features/options/prices, describe the drive, etc etc. It’s all very informative and very technical and chock full of information. In fact, it’s everything except entertaining. Clarkson on the other hand, couldn’t care less about any of the stuff the other journos get in a huff over. Sure, he might give a perfunctory description of the features in a car (usually in the context of something he finds silly), but what he mainly does is to write about the car against the backdrop of a larger, funnier metaphorical story. For instance, how could anybody relate poor eyesight to a Citroen C5? Clarkson can, nonsensical though it may be. We enjoy his humor (and studied insults) – take the following two paragraphs for example:

However, I could clearly see that the new C5 was a very handsome car. It sits among other four-door saloons – from BMW, Audi, Ford, Honda and so on – looking much like Angelina Jolie would while sitting in a Wakefield bus queue.

What’s more, we are told it’s no longer built by uninterested Algerians in a factory made from straw, and that as a result it is somehow German. Obviously there’s no way of knowing at this stage whether any of this is true, but I doubt that it is. The French have never been able to make a car that lasts, any more than the Germans have been able to make a soufflé.

In two short paragraphs, he manages to slag off an English town and diss three cultures while making (rather effectively) a point about the car’s shape and quality. No, Clarkson’s not Hemingway. His articles are by no means the height of intellectually stimulating or thought-provoking writing. In fact, Clarkson’s articles are sometimes downright silly. But they are always good for a light, entertaining read.

That “entertaining” quality is something that we are working hard to capture in our future posts. No, we don’t have the comedic writing talent of Clarkson, but that’s no reason not to try. If our attempts don’t come off well, the only people suffering will be you, our readers! No skin off our backs really. Maybe it will work out, maybe it won’t, but we’re sure going to give it a whirl. Watch this space…

Christina & ET

Location: Sapporo, Japan

Author: My Husband

After our pitstop at the fish market, we headed back to Sapporo Station to do some last minute shopping. Sapporo Station seems to be the nexus of the city, the one place from which all manner of products and services flow into Sapporo. Around Sapporo Station, there are multiple department stores, countless restaurants, massive foodhalls, eletronics stores, boutiques, and many other businesses. When visiting a place new to us, we always do some of our shopping at the local grocery stores. So that afternoon found us wandering the basement foodhalls and grocery stores at Sapporo Station looking for souvenirs to take home. There were several snack items that were way to tempting to pass up, and so we bought some to eat at the hotel that afternoon.

First, we have a cream puff from the Fruitscake Factory. I did a triple take when I first saw the name because it was so Cheesecake Factory like, even down to the type of font used. But instead of being a chain restaurant like the Cheesecake Factory, Fruitscake Factory is a chain of stores selling confections. Like this cream puff for example:

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It’s very much like a Beard Papa cream puff; the outside of the puff was crispy and the cream filling was very smooth, pretty sweet, and had lots of vanilla seeds in it. When it comes to cream puffs in Japan, Beard Papa certainly isn’t the only game in town.

Then there were these grapes that we had read and heard so much about. A small bunch like this was approx. CAD $10, but despite the price, we had to try it. In HK where they import Japanese produce, these grapes were selling for 2.5 times the price in Sapporo.

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Ever seen a bunch of grapes wrapped up like this?

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Banish all thoughts of the taste of “regular” grapes when eating these. Each seedless grape is huge and exceedingly juicy. Biting into one releases grape juice that is so sweet it is almost unreal. And each grape releases a mouthful of juice that just fills your mouth with grapy goodness. Unbelievable. Definitely worth the $10.

For some reason, Baumkuchen is very popular in Sapporo. Not sure why as we thought it was a bit dry (though very buttery).

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This is a German cake, made by painstakingly building up layers of batter over a horizontal rotating spindle. The size of most baumkuchen tend to be quite substantial (approx. the size of a 6” cake with a hole in the middle), but we bought a small piece just to try. It was too dry, but decent tastewise; it was buttery and not overly sweet.

We also bought a slice of Japanese cheesecake. The packaging was a joy to behold.

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To ensure that the cake didn’t move around during transport, our server folded up some thin pieces of cardboard into circles to buttress the slice of cake. One cardboard circle was used to store a spoon, while the other for paper napkins. This is why we like to buy things in Japan.

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This cheesecake was different than other Japanese cheesecakes we’ve had. It was very moist and the texture very smooth. And it is also richer – almost more creamy – than the versions we find in other parts of Asia or Vancouver. Christina loved this.

Finishing up these snacks back at our hotel constituted our fourth meal of the day. By this time, we weren’t sure we could have dinner, but I told Christina we should try to give it our best shot. After all, I’d really wanted to have some sushi before heading home. At 9pm that night, we walked out to Sapporo Station yet again, this time to an outlet of Sushi Zen. We’d been told that Sushi Zen serves some of the best sushi in Sapporo, and I was determined to try it.

Sushi Zen is located on the restaurant level of Sapporo station, and was empty save for one other table of customers by the time we got there. We chose to sit at the sushi bar so that we could see the itamae work. As there weren’t many customers that evening, we had the itamae all to ourselves. He was very friendly, spoke some English, and seemed genuinely pleased to converse with us. Unlike many Japanese restaurants that prep and serve the entire sushi order on one plate, the chef at Sushi Zen madeand served one piece of sushi at a time. And as we ate it, he would proceed to make the next piece.

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Each nigiri would be placed on the rectangular ceramic platter on the counter. The chef would only begin making the next nigiri only after you have finished your previous piece.

It was a joy to see the itamae work. His practiced moves, economy of motion, and elegant knifework all came together like a masterfully choreographed dance, and his creations were truly mouth-watering. Our original plan was just to have a few pieces of sushi and then call it a night. But the food that was put out by the chef was just too difficult to resist, and we ended up having a much larger dinner than we’d intended. Honestly, I have no idea how we managed to put so much food away.

The attention to detail in preparing the nigiri was very impressive. For instance, the chef removed the ingredients that were used for each individual nigiri from the refrigerated case and allowed them warm up slightly before making the sushi. If the ingredients were too cold, the true flavors of the seafood would not come through. Also, the chef painted a layer of sauce on each of the nigiri before serving it, making it such that you don’t have to dip the sushi in soy yourself.

Here’s what we had:

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Hotate (scallop). The chef painted a coat of sauce over top of this before setting it on our serving plate and told us that it wasn’t necessary to put more soy on it. The sweetness of the Hokkaido scallops were astounding, and it was so fresh there was a nice, pleasing crunch when you bit into it.

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Hamachi (yellowtail). This fish was nicely fatty, had a nice crunchy texture, and had just the right amount of oilyness and sweetness. This was possibly the best fish we had that evening and we ordered two rounds these for each of us.

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Hotaebi (sweet prawn). There’s raw prawn and then there’s this raw prawn. My goodness, it was so sweet, and the texture so wonderfully smooth that you would think you were eating butter. It never got to be too gummy even after chewing for a while, and we really enjoyed this.

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Uni (sea urchin roe). The chef used a strainer to retrieve the uni from a water-filled container, and then allowed the uni to warm up/dry on a piece of cloth befor preparing the sushi. The nigiri, unlike the other ones, was placed on a plate, and some salt was carefully sprinkled over the uni, before being served. The chef specifically told us not to dip this in soy. WOW. Enough said.

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Ikura (salmon roe). Ikura must’ve been in season – that’s the only explanation I have because we’ve never had such fantastic ikura. These ones were ruby red, clear, and sparkly. When they pop in your mouth, the liquid is fresh, briny, and has a nice slightly sweet finish. We’ve never had ikura like this anywhere else in the world. These were simply fantastic, and we had four orders between the two of us.

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Otoro. OMG. Look at the marbling on this piece of fish. Looks almost like a slice of steak. Totally divine.

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Kinki (a small red-colored rockfish). This fish is difficult to find outside of Japan, and even in Japan, is pretty expensive. A blowtorch is taken to the skin of the fish before it is served. The slightly charred skin, along with the fatty and soft-texture of the meat, really made for great eating. Despite its delicateness, this fish was pretty oily and rich – I can see why there is a demand for it despite the price.

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Squilla (mantis shrimp). This is what the Cantonese call this 攋尿蝦. I usually really like mantis shrimp because it is much sweeter than a regular prawn, but when made as a nigiri, it didn’t do much for me.

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Tamago (egg). Looks more like a cake than the regular tamago nigiri, don’t you think? It was our “dessert” nigiri, and as we understand it, is usually served last to round off the meal. Best tamago we’ve had btw. :-)

I used to say that I’ve never eaten at a truly good sushi restaurant, so I didn’t know how Vancouver sushi stacked up. Well, I think it is safe to say that I have now eaten at a pretty good sushi restaurant, and I’m sad to say that nothing I’ve eaten in Vancouver (it should be noted I haven’t been to Tojo’s, and Ajisai is our current favourite) has approached the level of quality and taste of the food at Sushi Zen. And despite the multiple orders of some of the more expensive items, the bill was not unreasonable. It was the best and most memorable sushi meal we’ve had to date. We have every intention of coming back…

Next post, airline lounges and trip roundup.