The Kulinarya Experience— well, revisited

So here I am reading my trivia book while waiting for my lamb steak to arrive.

This morning, I was working out while watching Heston Blumenthal’s series “search for perfection” and the topic was steak. Having been in semi-faker vegetarian phase for a while, I suddenly had this near ravenous compulsion to find me some meat. So that being said, I find myself in Kulinarya in rockwell waiting for my lamb chops—cooked medium (hopefully as ordered) and sipping on this:

It’s the kulinarya fruit punch, allegedly it goes well with my lamb, so I took a sip and it’s—- sweet. And considering how my tastebuds usually like sweet and tart things, it doesn’t bode well when I say it’s sweet.

So it’s been 5 minutes, okay maybe more and my steak’s still not here. The fruit punch is waiting for godsakes! Let’s get a move on.

Consequently, I think the only sure way I can blog about food is when I’m waiting for it. What do you think? Haha! A new direction… blogging via blackberry, i can be called the undercover blackberry blogging chef?

So the food arrives… First thoughts are:
uhm…Those are little lampchops. And
my goodness I miss plated food!

So the plate looks like this:

Okay, so it’s served with mushroom risotto and some small vegetables (read: carrots and asparagus tips). Seriously, for 450, it’s a pretty small portion or maybe i’ve eaten in too many value-meal places. hmm. nah, it’s really a pretty small portion.

So I tried the risotto first, I actually liked it. No bells and whistles here but it was good rissotto, I actually scarfed it down faster than the chops (which you know doesn’t bode well to the quality of the meat)

These chops were small! Breaded with something that looked like panko breadcrumbs and parsely, it was firstly cooked medium-well, and the only reason I didn’t complain was because 1) I was hungry , 2) it wasn’t well done and (3) there were (thank God!) Juices left in the damn thing, so I could eat it.

The sauce looked like a demiglace sauce with rosemary in it, with some watered down mint jelly.

As all lamb lovers would know, mint jelly just makes lamb better, so this watered down concoction made me a little sad.

Okay.. a lot sad. I was this || close to asking for mint jelly, but I was already disheartened.

But I did finish the whole plate. As far as being full, I am, thankfully so, but my tastebuds have been left wanting.

They are telling me—“you cooked lamb better in culinary school”. Number one, my tastebuds may be a little delusional, and two, my tastebuds have more belief in my cooking skills than I do, but let’s get back to Kulinarya.

So as I sit here, eating the leftover fruits in my fruit punch (hello this is dessert!?!?), I ponder…maybe I should have just gone to the Myron’s next door, and I seem to remember a time that I was excited to eat at Kulinarya.

But that was 30 mins ago, and soooo before I got my bill for this meal which was P700.

Tsk tsk tsk.
Oh but the chandeliers are nice.

Joko