This post will be short on text but long on pix because there just aren’t enough superlatives (oishi, delicate, blew my mind?) to describe the ambrosaic food served at GOTO’s Japanese restaurant at No 14 Ann Siang Hill.
Bookings were made abt a fortnight in advance by one of the regular travelling companions: to celebrate the birthday of a fellow travelling companion.
She, unlike the other women in the group, was born in April and it does seem a bit out of sync to continue to lump her birthday together with the rest of us May girls, as on previous occasions.
Hence the break with tradition.
We were the only table there that Saturday nite on April 18 — only six customers for one night, though there is probably capacity for another six.
Still, we needn’t worry that the restaurant will go out of business because the cost to us (the five hosts) were $256 each, making a total of $1,280, or an average of $213. This compares with $300 each when we hosted at Gunther’s last July and $255 when we hosted at Fifty Three at Armenian Street.
At GOTO, we had a full bottle of cold sake + another round; we didn’t need to pay GST and which led TK who organised the dinner to say it was as good as the 10% discount we got from Fifty Three.
Also, note the the GOTO bill included sake whereas the Fifty Three bill included $60 worth of corkage for the bottle of superb red provided by the B-Boy.
Lastly both GOTO and Fifty Three made us feel we were eating at a friend’s classy home: minimalist Japanese for the first (altho that might be stating the obvious) and minimalist Scandanavian for the second.
As for the food, it is really difficult to compare, given that all of us are familiar with Japanese food, whereas I, at least, knew nix about the school of food served at Fifty Three. One was completely accessible to my taste buds; the other, I was still low down on the learning curve.
Without more words, except perhaps “Oishi!” made famous by Japan Hour, let the pictures from the GOTO dinner do the talking.