
This was a first visit for me down at Nagomi (5 Koek Road, #02-22 Cuppage Plaza, tel : +65 6732 4300). I was initially a little excited about the place because, well.....it was Nagomi and I wasn't too sure what to expect. What threw me a little off about about the visit was that I ended up undecided about how I felt about the place as it was ultimately for me, a bunch of mixed feelings.
In their food, one could taste the savory depth of shoyu and the sweetness of mirin. That might have been a one liner summary of things apart from the sashimi where each slice of fish had the clarity of its own flavors. The grilled wagyu wasn't as buttery as I had expected but the steamed sole (I think that's what he said) was piping hot and was faultless. I enjoyed the tofu with the nutty ponzu tossed salad, the soft braised nasu which was part of the otoshi I believe and the tempura of freshwater smelt was one of the better if not the best I've had. The serving of uni was especially aromatic. And in it all, very unintrusive attention from the proprietor.
Oh, the savory chicken porridge was really good as well.
Perhaps it was the subconscious expectation that I might have been bowled over by the dinner. There was nothing I could fault, yet there was a nagging echo at the back of my head that seemed to indicate that expectations fell short somehow, somewhere.
In their food, one could taste the savory depth of shoyu and the sweetness of mirin. That might have been a one liner summary of things apart from the sashimi where each slice of fish had the clarity of its own flavors. The grilled wagyu wasn't as buttery as I had expected but the steamed sole (I think that's what he said) was piping hot and was faultless. I enjoyed the tofu with the nutty ponzu tossed salad, the soft braised nasu which was part of the otoshi I believe and the tempura of freshwater smelt was one of the better if not the best I've had. The serving of uni was especially aromatic. And in it all, very unintrusive attention from the proprietor.
Oh, the savory chicken porridge was really good as well.
But I left the place satisfied with the food and feeling a little hollow about the entire experience.
Perhaps it was the subconscious expectation that I might have been bowled over by the dinner. There was nothing I could fault, yet there was a nagging echo at the back of my head that seemed to indicate that expectations fell short somehow, somewhere.

































