London is an amazing city. I'm constantly stunned by its capacity to accommodate new cultures and ideas, while at the same time remaining so "English" at the core.
But let's talk a bit about fashion first? I have been living in this coat ever since I got it. An oversized coat with dropped shoulders and baggy sleeves: ideal for layers and layers underneath, or any batwing design tops. The thick and heavy wool provides just enough warmth without compromising on style.
// Bag from Issey Miyake //
After a walk around the centre of Mayfair, seeing and breathing in all the Britishness of the environment, I felt like the warmth within my body slowly leaving me. I desperately needed something to warm up my body and soul. Naturally I decided to visit the Shoryu branch in Kingly Court, Carnaby street. On the way in, I pleasantly discovered that their lamp matched my bag, which to me, was fate telling me I made the right choice.(judge all you want)
Ramen shops have taken over London in the past 2,3 years or so. From Bone Daddies, Shoryu, to Ippudo and Kanada-ya, the ramen culture has slowly but surely applied its force onto many, many Londoners. I'm sure that Shoryu no breaking news for you who live in London and love to try different food. But it's always nice to revisit a restaurant many times and see the food quality and level of service maintained or even improved. Then you'll know what kind of business it is, and feel safe to go back again and again.
I ordered what Shoryu did best, which were the famous bun and ramen. Alongside of them, I couldn't help my curiosity and also ordered the "Cold Chicken Wings" and "Brussels Sprouts Tempura". The chicken might not be everyone's cup of tea. It was packed with flavours from different herbs and spices, but the texture was not as attractive as if it was hot and juicy. I found it interesting, but hubby loved it way more that I did.
Well the bun always impresses me. And it did it again. The soft and tender meat(I went for pork) with the bun fall apart in your mouth so easily as you bite into them with the slightest pressure. The texture was perfection. I had to fight hard with my urge to shove it in my mouth the moment it was on the table to take the picture.
Then it was my ramen. There were quite a few choices on the menu. But if I ever had the choice, I'd always go for cold noodles with hot soup(cold soup if in summer). It meant that I had more control. I could decide how dry/wet my noodles can be; how much soup, i.e. flavour I want to taste. Dip my noodles in the soup longer if I wanted it really hot, or pour a little soup on to the cold noodles if I wanted one bite completely cold. It was just much more fun to eat my ramen this way! It was the "Fire & Ice Salmon Tsukemen" on the menu, a real treat for myself.