That is not the actual name of the restaurant , I just did a unembroidered translation from the Chinese character and it said Big Black House (BBH) , which could have a totally different meaning in Japanese..anyway…..
BBH was not where we set out to go for dinner. Boss No.2 was worried that Boss No.1 had enough of Asian food and suggested a western restaurant, Boss No.1 nodded and Boss No.2 proceed to the receptionist desk to find out if there was a French restaurant nearby. We got into a taxi and when through the main road and then not so main road and into a suspicious looking alley. Spotted some open air restaurant and some lighted establishment, while we were looking for the exact address, then i saw the signboard – Le Beaujolais..and the place was deserted err..it looked like it was in a midst of a renovation or re-building might be a more accurate description. Well…interestingly, the establishment next door had girls dressed up ala Chinese court ladies style ( my education of court ladies dressings are from the Hong Kong TVB series) standing in a row, then we passed more shops with rows of long haired leggy girls in tight and short dresses waiting by the entrance ..oh oh…. I gave the guys the option of staying while I took a taxi back to the hotel but there were no takers, so we walked quickly towards the main street and left the ladies
And it was decision time again..what to eat… ? we passed an Irish bar..went it , decided that it might be too noisy when the live music starts at 9 and left…We were at the junction waiting for the green man to tell us it was ok to cross the road , our back to BBH and in front of us Pizza Hut, then we agreed to go Japanese..
The first thing that you should do in a restarant in Vietnam is bleat like a sheep ‘ baa baa baa’, then good things will happen, i.e. beers will be served, the Vietnamese beer that is : 333 – baa baa baa
A bowl of something came with the beer for each of us , it looked like a clump of minced meat on salad, summoned the waiter and he told us it was tuna. Both bosses shook their heads in disbelief, as that thingy doesn’t look like fish meat. So, the kuli ( yours truly ) volunteered to be the guinea pig. Yup, confirmed, it’s fish lahh ( I spied the bosses bowls. they remained untouched)
Salad .. fresh vegetables, bits of crunchy croutons topped with mayo, and I think some minced meat. This was nice
We ordered grilled chicken breast and chicken thighs (on skewers) , but one of them looked like the fatty three layered pork ( sam chang) rather than any part of the chicken ( the one on the left in the pix below) . When the waiter was summoned over to clarify, he insisted that both were ‘kitchen’ and not pork. they sure look and taste like pork to me…anyway, if you are a follower of Malaysian news, you will know that this is possible….they may look like pork and sound like pork but it’s not pork ,..correct correct correct ?
Sushi ..i had trouble picking up the pieces as the rice insist on sticking to the plate rather than ‘follow’ my chopsticks , so it took some effort to get the sushi organized onto my plate There was a plate of shashimi , but I was too slow and they devoured the plate before I could say ‘cheese’
Grilled salmon..we had expected a bigger servings and waiter was again summoned ( must be his lucky night) . Boss pointed to picture in the menu where the salmon looked 20times bigger than what we saw at our table. …what could that poor chap do ? bring a magnifying glass maybe ?
When we were ordering, Mr Boss asked : how many prawns in each plate of the tempura prawns, the waiter said two , so Mr Boss ordered two plates and what arrived was 4 prawns per plate…aiyaallahhh…obviously there were some miscommunication problem, kinda remind me of home where we have non English/Chinese/Malays speaking foreigners serving in the restaurants.
Overall, food was average and the service was interesting..