Instead of the standard French toast, the Japanese decide to curve the edges of the toast a bit (to hold your syrup in), and of course there must be tiny dishes of something. In this case, in addition to the syrup, there was berries and the lightest vanilla cream I’ve ever had. Oh, and did I mention that the egg mixture was perfectly soaked all the way through?
Last night we wandered by the little town next to Moon Beach, trying to decide what to eat. We decided on a place that featured “famous” Aguu pork (I say this in quotes as I have no idea how famous it is). We settled on steamed pork, wagyu beef, and charcoal-grilled vegetables. The pork was layered with bean sprouts and cabbage, and brought out in a steamer basket over a very hot iron skillet. I poured spirits through the pork, and as it dripped through the steamer basket, it created the steam for our dish. Very novel, very tender, and very tasty. The wagyu beef was brought to the table prepared, but it was no less amazing. Also very tender, and the flavor was out of this world! I’m tempted to go back tonight for another plate.
On the hunt for noodles, we stumbled upon the Yak Yeti and decided to have curry, tandoori chicken, and Nepali noodles instead.