“Whaaat cuisine?” My friends ask when I tell them of our next proposed eating adventure. I’m talking to Queen Viv and Miss America and telling them about the restaurant I’ve pegged for our next outing. They’ve never heard of it and to be honest I hardly knew about it, which only added to it its allure. We’re told that stuffed lungs and tongue are on the menu so on that tenuous basis, we book. We also have Michael and Terri along for the ride. Michael is excited about the idea of trying lung, Terri decidedly less so.

We’re booked in for 7pm this Saturday night and the place is packed. There is a table of 6 next to us that fits on a table of 4. A man at the table is wearing a patterned jumper in a most …unusual pattern, which catches Queen Viv’s eye. “Look at his jumper!” she whispers. Yes it is indeed an eyesore. The restaurant has the requisite grapevines with bunches of grapes on the ceiling as well as tapestries on the walls and pictures of people that we’re not sure the identity of.

Prune drink $2.50

There’s a self serve fridge where Michael brings back a bottle of Coke for Terri and a Prune drink for himself, not for any dietary need but because the bottle looked so interesting. It’s not like a typical prune juice, the scent of sweet Osmanthus giving it a peachy or apricoty scent.

We’re searching the huge double sided menu for the lungs and there don’t seem to be any. We’re out of luck apparently, it’s not on the menu anymore so we order what seems to be a lot of dishes but we’re fascinated by so many of them and the kitchen delivers these literally within minutes.

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