Okay so my title might seem a bit harsh and would possibly offend quite a few of my friends live in Glen Waverley. But I’m still pissy about the fact that some Glen Waverley resident decided to set up a “I live in Glenny-re” group on facebook about a year ago to stir up the way-more-superior beings in the “I live in Donny-re” group. The thing that irked me (and the other Donny group members) was that donny-re is strictly a Doncaster saying and that other groups don’t have the right to use our “trademark.” And frankly, Glenny-re just sounds … wrong. But anyway, I shouldn’t dwell on these things. After all, we all know that the Donny group is clearly the more superior. So those Glenny tryhards can just revel in the fact that they are nowhere near as awesome as us *grins*
Ahem. Digress much? I was supposed to talk about my dinner at Shira Nui this evening. Except that I got sidetracked. But seriously, Glen Waverley doesn’t really offer much in terms of “fine dining” as most Melburnians would know. A lot of inexpensive Cantonese joints which are great for post-karaoke sessions and a few bars here and there but that’s about it. On the outside, Shira Nui looks like just another rinky-dinky cheap joint but on the inside, it’s all class (as far as Glen Waverley goes, anyway). The inside has a very simple decor (beige wood) and looks very clean. The tiny room ensures that noise levels aren’t too high but the downside of having such a small restaurant is that it struggles to fit many people in which, of course, makes it hard to book large groups.
I had booked a table for 8 for the evening (my family of five, Adam and my cousin Jess and her parents). The whole point of the dinner was to celebrate my uncle (Jess’ dad) selling off a post office in Melbourne that he’d half-owned for over 10 years. We had wanted to have dinner on Saturday but unfortunately it was fully booked so we had to settle for Friday. Of course, this meant having to battle through peak hour traffic which made me 10-15 minutes late but the fact that the rest of the table was also late rendered my efforts to get there on time rather fruitless. Anyway, Jess told me to say that she couldn’t make it at the very last minute because she had a class at 6pm, which seemed a bit unbelievable because since when does Melbourne Uni schedule classes at 6pm on a Friday evening? *shrugs* Oh well. Her loss. We invited Josh’s parents along at the very last minute and we were glad that the restaurant was able to accommodate the extra people.
We ordered a few dishes to share between the four of us (me, Ken, Janice and Adam) while the other people on the other side of the table did the same. While I tried my best to recall every dish and how much they cost, keep in mind that I was very tired by the time I ate (and also as I’m typing this up) and I don’t have a menu to refer to so my reviews aren’t that “accurate.” Plus, I wasn’t the one paying for the meal. But I will do my best. Here’s what we ate:
Seared salmon sushi. I don’t think I’ve seen salmon sushi cooked like this before (usually they leave it raw) but I liked the smokey soury flavour that these little pieces of sushi had. Each piece of grilled salmon was dusted with this spicy peppery mix and finished off with a squeeze of lemon juice. So good!
Prawn sushi. I love prawns like I love Adam (heh!) so it’s no surprise that I enjoyed this dish. Very simple but so full of flavour. The mayonaise dressing complemented the prawns really well.
Crispy Chicken Sushi. I’m not really a big fan of chicken sushi as I think it reeks of “gweilo try-hardness” but I was pleasantly surprised by how nice this dish tasted. It’s my aunt’s fave Shira Nui dish and I can understand why. The chicken pieces were fried to perfection without leaving that awful oily residue on the rice that you get from sushi in other places. Dip the chicken bits into the Worcester and Japanese mayo on the plate and ooooohhhh… gaaaaawd!
I can’t remember what this dish was called but it was a main. And a chicken. It had mushrooms and broccoli in it too. And it was ohh soo effing delicious. The secret was in the sauce. It was a soy based sauce but it also tasted very buttery. YUM!
This was a clear broth with all sorts of random things in it, but mostly seafood. It came with a sake and sesame dipping sauce which Adam quite liked. But we both agreed that the dish wasn’t anything to rave on about.
Several people ordered udons which came in cute little pots. The udons were alright but, once again, nothing to rave on about. You can definitely get cheaper udons in the city that taste just as good I reckon. Having said that, the seafood udon that my mum had impressed me as the scallop and prawn pieces were so juicy and sweet.
But everything else in the bowl was just meh.
The reason why I took this photo is because my brother is eating RAW FISH. This is an incredible event in itself as my brother hates seafood so yes, we were all shocked when Ken decided to try a piece of raw salmon. He said it was alright. Heh.
Ad Libs. Bwahhhh. Too much overtime. Not enough fresh air and exercise. And the fact that I haven’t had a haircut in months. No wonder I look so off.
That’s my sister. But I guess you can’t really tell just by looking at this photo. Heh.
My mum and my aunt (Jess’ mum). They made me take this photo so that my aunt can “prove” to my mum how much skinnier she (aunt) is compared to my mum. Heh.
The Indonesian mafia: My uncle (Jess’ dad), my old man and Josh’s dad.
Just realised that there is no photo of Josh’s mum but heh, who cares. (jokes)