JAPANESE cuisine is a real treat, not just for the tummy but for health as well. Known for their light preparations enough to fill up but not to fatten up, it goes with the wish that eating this would become more mainstream, like going out to a hamburger joint to eat. No frills, no pretense. Just eat.
Thus a big welcome to SushiDito. It’s location in that row of food establishments along Quirino Avenue (between Handuraw Pizza and Saluhan Buffet resto in front of Integral Business Machine and just a little off the kanto of Sampaguita Inn) makes it even more drop by and eat, no malling, no dress up.
But it’s December, and friends are always busy in December, and so there was just Imee and me again, meaning, less orders (I wish all those eating buddies to be available again, we can’t stuff ourselves with everything that catches our eye’s fancy, you know. We have to watch out weight too).
One good thing… Imee was in a takaw-mata mode, having starved herself that day.
I got the mabu tofu rice toppings and the shiitake mushroom roll because I like tofu and shitake mushrooms.
Imee got the miso ramen, the chicken battleship, and the gyoza.
Service is fast.
My mabu tofu rice toppings arrived first followed by the battleship and then the ramen, then the gyoza, and lastly, the shitake mushroom roll.
Time to eat.
The mabu tofu was… salty. I wonder what happened inside the kitchen. But it will do if you mix it well with the cup of rice beneath, except that I didn’t intend to eat a whole cup of rice and so it was just that, salty.
The gyoza was yummy. We especially liked the wrapper. It was chewy.
The ramen was okay, but then, that’s Imee’s choice not mine and miso soup for me is best served as clear soup with dried seaweeds and a twist of calamansi, no ramen.
The chicken battleship was a bit too big for one mouthful and you know how it is with nori-wrapped rice rolls, it’s difficult to bite into two.
Still, I liked it a lot, except that... The wasabi left a lot to be desired. It wasn’t the smoke puffing out of your mouth and ears experience. It didn’t have any of that. It was simply green and had the distinct bitter taste of wasabi. No zing, no nasal-cavity clearing exercise. No fun.
Those less inclined toward spices, however, would like it. I like it hot.
The fave is still the shiitake mushroom egg roll. But it’s best eaten when newly served when it’s still steaming a bit.
Over-all? A good enough experience except for the salty mabu tofu and the zingless wasabi. I’m still gonna return, but with my own tube of wasabi sauce.