Thanz to SYeen who is the honourable member of the "Red-Hatted Fish" clan, we (me, a martian, an anony, a monkey, madam violet and SYeen herself, of course) had the opportunity to truly fulfill our sushi craze/craving without burning a gaping hole in our wallets.
What's better than a discounted sushi meal after a rather demoralising mini-exam? (P'haps a free sushi meal, hehe)
Figure 1. RM2 for anything on the kaiten belt! (well, almost....)When we arrived, the waiting list was already an A4 paper-long. In the end, we had to wait for around 30 mins to get a table. Unfortunately, our table (and those of many other fellow patrons) was not right in front of the moving belt. So, we went hovering around the belt for sushi-hunting (Reminds me of the kiddie game, where one holds the satay-stick-sized rod to fish out plastic fishes from a rotating basin).
I've got to tell you, the sushi hunt was not a pretty sight. Imagine sitting in front of the kaiten, enjoying your favourite piece of sushi. Then all of a sudden, uncountable pairs of hands appear behind you ala thousand-hand GuanYin, stretch past you and almost touching your ears (whoosh! whoosh!) and grab the hotate/ebi/unagi sushi's the chef had just placed on the belt. In retrospect, it was a blessing in disguise we didnt get a supposedly 'nice' spot in front of the kaiten.
Figure 2. Beware! Very hungry sushi hunters ahead!
When we finally gotten all our favourites (plz give a round of applause forMs Mary Yap Eric and Derek-OMGiHAVochaINmyNOSE-Q for being the most diligent of sushi hunters), we were eating like there's no tomorrow. While we were eating, a waitress even came by to collect some of the empty plates which were increasing at an alarming rate to the extent of almost toppling down the floor.
Figure 3. 1/3 of the total head plate count
After stuffing sushi up to the level of esophagus, we stacked up the plates according to the colours to ease the counting for the waitress. Then, the waitress as-a-matter-of-factly picked up some of the plates and stacked them up separately [See lower left corner of Figure 3]. When asked, she said "these ones counted differently". She then pointed to the end of the table, where a visibly hastily pasted little notice displaying "Red-Stripped Plate - RM5; Purple-Stripped Plate - RM6". Luckily, we only had 3 of each. Phew! All in, the bill came at just over RM140, which was really cheap considering that there were half a dozen of us.
Looking back, it was a miracle that my Fernari managed to haul 6 grown-ups without causing any injuries (to both human and car) to the sushi place in THE Egyptian tomb. It was an even greater miracle that my Fernari managed to haul 6 grown-ups stuffed with 56 plates of sushi and a few litres of green-tea safely back home.
Disclaimer:
No. no. The writer and co did not scratch any faces or cause any sushi to free-fall during the performance of Thousand-Hand GuanYin.
I've got to tell you, the sushi hunt was not a pretty sight. Imagine sitting in front of the kaiten, enjoying your favourite piece of sushi. Then all of a sudden, uncountable pairs of hands appear behind you ala thousand-hand GuanYin, stretch past you and almost touching your ears (whoosh! whoosh!) and grab the hotate/ebi/unagi sushi's the chef had just placed on the belt. In retrospect, it was a blessing in disguise we didnt get a supposedly 'nice' spot in front of the kaiten.
Figure 2. Beware! Very hungry sushi hunters ahead!When we finally gotten all our favourites (plz give a round of applause for
Figure 3. 1/3 of the total Looking back, it was a miracle that my Fernari managed to haul 6 grown-ups without causing any injuries (to both human and car) to the sushi place in THE Egyptian tomb. It was an even greater miracle that my Fernari managed to haul 6 grown-ups stuffed with 56 plates of sushi and a few litres of green-tea safely back home.
Disclaimer:
No. no. The writer and co did not scratch any faces or cause any sushi to free-fall during the performance of Thousand-Hand GuanYin.
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