I think C has the biggest Korean fetish out of everyone I know. He adores k-variety shows such as Family Outing and Running Man, their fashion, k-pop… but just quietly I think it’s mainly because of the female pop bands that has him so obsessed (SNSD – enough said hehe).
It’s not a surprise, then, that when he had a craving for Korean (or more specifically, fried chicken at a certain Korean restaurant), he used the excuse that he hadn’t seen any one since “last year” for a catch up dinner.
Not that I mind, of course… I’m no better than C and would also find any excuse to have Korean for dinner. Hehe.
The tasty chicken salad was surprisingly light despite all the tangy mayonnaise liberally coating the crisp katsu chicken and fresh lettuce. I tried to only eat my fair share of the dish, but it was quite hard to, as it sat enticingly in front of me – goading me to eat more.
I was told to stay away from the seafood salad, as the sauce was truly spicy. Seems like I missed out due to my chilli intolerance though! F told me that the octopus and prawns were succulent, the lettuce was fresh and crisp, but the pièce de résistance was the sauce: it had a slight tart chilli flavour with the spiciness coming through straight after. I believe he told me it gave him a “hot, tingling sensation”. Interesting…
I didn’t try this, but I was told that the broth was seasoned quite well and boasted perfectly cooked fresh mussels. A simple, but well done soup.
The fried dumplings had a slight crunch to it, despite looking quite crisp, and the meaty innards was decent. It wasn’t bad, but it didn’t wow me either.
The pancake was generously littered with the likes of prawns and sliced crabsticks…
Okay, I have to be honest. I can’t seem to pinpoint exactly why I enjoyed this dish so much, but when I had it a second time ’round, it was just as good! Actually, between my friends and I, we’ve been back to Arisun 4 times in a month and the seafood pancake had never been passed over.
Although I knew the sausages were going to come out sliced and curled with lashings of mayonnaise and mustard, it didn’t quite prepare me for the reality of it. The sizzle! The wafting smell of perfectly grilled sausages… the stringy cheese. Swoon.
We came back to Arisun a week later and without hesitation ordered this dish.
This hot pot looked so good! So good in fact that I was tempted to try it. However, I was warned off as in true Korean style it was terribly spicy. Sigh. I looked on with mute longing as everyone else dug in with gusto.
I think maybe I am missing out on something being so retardly chilli intolerant. Damn.
When our waitress lifted the lid from this hot pot, I didn’t care how hot the day had been – I wanted some, damn it! The pot looked gloriously delicious with its beef (bulgogi?), glass noodles, wontons and vegetables. I was so happy when I found out that it tasted just as gloriously delicious: perfectly seasoned and wonderfully flavoursome. My only grumble would be that the wontons were sneakily spicy – though only lightly so.
This is what we all really came here to eat: the famous fried chicken. And oh, were they as awesome as it was hyped up to be. The succulent chicken was addictive in its crunchiness and scrumptiously soy-seasoned. So simple, yet so good.
What better way to follow fried chicken with than a jug of refreshing, cold beer? Hehe, this jug contained about 3 litres of Korean beer – way more than G and A had anticipated and had to share the beer around just to finish it.
Arisun has an amazing range of food on offer, as well as value-for-money lunch/dinner sets (complete with beer, plum wine or soju!). The service is brisk and despite being quite busy, quite attentive and accommodating.
Being a rather large group, we were seated outside, but found one end of the table to be right underneath the monorail. Each time the monorail would go by, “air-con juice” (as my friends called it) would drip down onto the table and those seated there, much to their disconcert. We asked to shuffle our long line of tables away from the rail and was quickly compiled to. So, just a word of warning if you’re sitting outside: ‘ware the monorail!
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