Veggie Japanese Curry @ home

One afternoon last week, I met up my friend Junko at Barbican.
During a chat over the tea, she mentioned that she came across a Japanese style
curry paste in Waitrose nearby.
So on our way home, we visited the supermarket and bought a box each.


I chopped up a handful of carrots and a medium size sweet potato.
Then, they were cooked in the steamer for 10 minutes or so. I like cooking vegetables, especially root vegetable, with a steamer. The steam enhances and intensifies the flavour, notably their natural sweetness, and helps to retain as much as nutrition possible.

While the veggies were steamed, I boiled 650ml of water, following the instruction written on the box.
Once the vegetables were done, I saved some carrots and potatoes for Mr.B.
He loves vegetable – he is more fond of peas than dog food, in fact!
The remaining vegetables were transferred to the pan with water.
As soon as the water was boiled, I turn off the hob and added the curry paste.


The roux dissolved fairly quickly and thickened as I stirred the pot.

For rice, I added a cup of Nerone rice against 2 cups of short grain brown rice.
The rice was put in the cast iron pan with 5 cups of water and soaked for 2 hours.
After soaking, the rice was brought to boil quickly then shimmered with low heat for one hour.
Once the rice was ready, the aroma was divine. Nutty and sweet. A happy home smell…




With some peas on the side, my lazy weekend dinner was ready.
Even Hubbie, who was not a fan of spicy food, enjoyed the curry.
The sweetness of carrot & sweet potato must have done a trick…

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Bone Daddies @ Peter Street

Ugh, I’ve just realised a blunder!
Instead of knitting a mirror image of the part I completed yesterday, I’ve just made an exact copy.
I can’t believe my carelessness. And I am piping mad at myself.
This kind of blunder happens when I sleepwalk into the state of autopilot without realising it, becoming too comfortable with the routine.
For 4 hours at least, I’ve wasted my time and energy. I must NOT let this happen ever again…

By the way, I did managed to eat at Bone Daddies the other day.
Since I visited Shoryu, my interest in other ramen bars in London intensified. So I decided to give a go at Bone Daddies.

When Fei & I arrived at the restaurant around 6:10pm, a queue was yet to form, so we were led to an oblong table by the wall with stools straight away.

Apart from chopsticks with paper napkins on the table, there were condiments and their paraphernalia…


A bottle of peeled garlic cloves, a pot of chilli oil, a pitcher of soy sauce & a garlic crusher.

We ordered fried chicken and soft shell crab as starters.


Fried chicken seems to be the staple of starter menu in London’s ramen noodle bars, don’t they?
Comparing Bone Daddies’ one with Shoryu’s, we give our vote to Bone Daddies’.
We thought the chunks were better seasoned and the morsel was smaller therefore easier to eat.
The soft shell crab came with a sauce which appearance resembled pea & ham soup. However, the sauce turned out to be super hot, even die-hard chilli sauce lover Fei didn’t have to spice it up any further (which was rare).

Here comes the main act, my Tonkotsu ramen!
Two large slices of Charshu pork, a boiled egg cut in half, finely chopped leek and crispy garlic chips were on top of the noodle & soup…


I added an additional crushed garlic to my ramen since Hubbie was away in Dublin, therefore he wouldn’t have to suffer my garlicky breath at home.
About Bone Daddies’ Tonkotsu broth, it was rich and creamy without being too greasy. Charshu pork was succulent and flavoursome.
However, I wasn’t very impressed with their noodle.
The texture was closer to one of those papery stuff from Chinatown which I dislike.
I am very sorry but the noodle has to be a bouncy and flexible egg noodle kind if they want to claim the bowl in concerned as a Japanese style ramen.
I’ve heard that Tonkotsu on Old Compton Street makes their own noodle.
Therefore, they are the next one on my “must visit ramen place” list.

For a bottle of mineral water, 2 bowls of ramen and 2 starters, it costed us £44.44.


Hmm… apparently we were served by Teddy Panda.

Another thing I noticed was that the restaurant was very noisy.


When the restaurant was full, the acoustic resembled Wagamama’s, the sound reverberated and amplified.
Quite impossible to hold any small talks!
It maybe to do with their tightly packed seating arrangement and a lack of soft furnishing.
So for the atmosphere and comfort, I vote for Shoryu.

When we left, a queue was stretching towards Berwick Street..


It was a fun place to visit. I will definitely come again when they are not too busy.

I noticed more than a few unsightly speckles on my silk shirt when I got home.
Ahhh, I must have spattered while I was slurping the noodle!
Another lesson to be learnt: Avoid wearing a dry-cleaning only top when eating ramen…

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