Meii Sushi

Friday nights are just special nights you want to chill out with the friends. At our various stages of lives, we're just grateful for Friday nights with a semblance of solidarity for civilized activities which don't involve paying homage to any sort of toilet bowl, drain or pillar.

Ivan, M. and I. We're bloody picky about food. But really, we're not as scary as our blogs portray us to be. Okay. Maybe Ivan is. You do not want to cross his path when it comes to beef, steaks and bak kut teh. Put in the right company and situation, we can be rather forgiving about...food. Or adventurous, or to be simply random. I appreciate the equilibrium we have in the shared understanding towards our outings. Quite priceless.

We decided to check out Meii Sushi. All of 6 months old, it's a tiny little joint with Chef Hong behind the counter. (Read all about the background to Meii on this Makansutra page.) It's been quietly humming along for a couple of months before we're brave enough to step in. I've never been to the Chef's prior eateries or tried his food. I don't do so well trying out eateries by reading most online reviews because tastebuds don't usually match said review's good vibes. So I turned up with no expectations of our dinner.

Of course we opted for omakase. That's the way to go in trying out a supposedly modest restaurant. The fish was alright. But I'm not enamored with the cut. I'm impressed by the generosity of the thickness and length of our sashimi and sushi. Today, we used our fingers to eat the sushi. The dishes of uni in its raw glory and ikura steeped in sake were pleasantly good. I know nothing about the +1 sake we had, but it went well with the food. The restaurant's got a huge selection of sake. Take your pick.

We got Ivan an extra dish of stewed beef. Poor man. Each time he comes out with us, it's like he's on a diet for the evening. This is a man who lives for smoked bacon fat on naan and whatever awesome meat-y divine-ness. Tsk. I like to think that we're the healthy influences on his diet, at least for a couple of meals.

A little disappointed that there weren't any fresh fish heads tonight. So no grilled fish head to be had. Haizzzz. I wanted to watch M. in action again. Heh. What I forgot to ask for, was the miso clam soup. I really wanted to try that. This isn't a restaurant which will blow your mind. It's your unpretentious neighborhood sushi joint (by MY standard) which doesn't serve shite conveyor belt and bluff vinegar rice nonsense. It's not a fancy venue, and please don't expect it to be so. While I think the prices could fall just a little bit for the omakase, I tell myself not to bitch about it because unlike a bento set, one pays for a decent standard of overall presentation and the Chef's personal touch.

Meii Sushi

Blk 7 Tanjong Pagar Plaza (facing Craig Road)

#01-108 Singapore 081007

Tel: +65 6220 3466