As much as I love a good bowl of noodles, given the choice, I’ll almost always choose sushi over noodles, which is what I did when my dad took us out to lunch on my birthday. I can’t help it. Sushi rules.
And after years of hearing about the hype and countless exasperated cries of “what? You haven’t eaten there yet?!”, I finally went to Momofuku with my friends Catherine and Nichole last Friday night. I know that my opinion won’t be that popular, but I didn’t experience the euphoric culinary bliss that so many people speak of. Maybe it’s precisely because there’s been so much hype surrounding it that I was let down. Don’t get me wrong – it was delicious and if we were going out to dinner and you really wanted to go to Momofuku, I won’t turn you down, but you know, after all that, it was…fine.
(btw, sometimes I can’t get over the perfect round-ness of Claudine’s face.)