formerly known as Franco or Miam Miam.
Their jellyfish display is eye-catching but it’s their interior which made me walk in. Exploiting animals to seem more sophisticated is sad at best but jellyfish are practically plants, with no conscious mind or awareness of self so it can’t be considered animal cruelty. I googled to be sure. And I did not have the willpower to disregard the plush Tiffany blue decor!
There are only two types of girls, suckers for Tiffany blue or pink and I happen to have a weakness for both. Anyway, their dining style is a little different – with a preset menu which you can customize slightly. Here’s what I mean:
At RM78 a pop, you definitely get your money’s worth.
They start you off with a lime shooter which is very sour, but what better way to reset your tastebuds, hey? They follow it up with a beautiful savory eclair.
I marveled at it for a bit before biting down on the caviar, tomato confit, baby leave and pesto. The aroma of the pastry and the flavors from the topping is nothing short of magnifique!
Next up, we each had one of the soups available.
I thought I would be adventurous and try the Strawberry Gazpacho but I should have just gone with the mushroom soup drizzled with truffle oil. It is amazing! Whereas my pink concoction was pushed aside. It is sour and not very appetizing, so if you’re hoping for something hearty, order the mushroom option instead.
Still feeling a little daring, I went with the savory ice cream salad – only because I wondered how ice cream could be savory and not sweet. If you’re hoping to keep your curious cat alive, I suggest being patient as the ice cream will be served with dessert. However, I was quite fond of the salad as it was not your boring run-of-the-mill garden salad. They are served with edible flowers too!
Moving on to the main course, he got the Chicken Roulade with Brussels Sprout and I discovered my love for those greens hated by children all over the world. It is delicious! Sadly, I couldn’t say the same for the chicken. It seemed a little on the undercooked side, tender though it may be…
But I shudder at what Gordon Ramsay might have said.
My pasta though, was perfection!
If I dream of food, this would be the star. The veggies were cooked just right, the seasoning complementing instead of overpowering and the pasta… Do not get me started on the pasta! It is not al dente because who in their right mind likes pasta lined with plastic? No, this pasta is cooked through but NOT to the point it melts in your mouth.
Lemme try again: imagine placing a firm penne in your mouth and when you chew down on it, the pasta breaks apart with enough force to slide off your teeth. God, that is how pasta in heaven (and I’m assuming, Italy) tastes. It is how it should taste. Get your fucking al dente shit away from me.
I will come back for you.
Now, I obviously didn’t think there’d be anything to top the awesome main I just had but out came dessert.
This is just a normal cake. Nothing to shout about. But my creme brulee?
This gem right here? I have never had anything as smooth and rich and creamy. I would slide it down my throat but that would be a waste so I savor every single bite till I’m exploding with food. And it was worth it.
If you’re in One Utama, Kuala Lumpur… Do not miss this experience. It is probably the best fine dining experience I’ve had in Malaysia.