Maybe it was an off-day for the kitchen, but the crabmeat pasta was a plate of soft, watery, bland mush ): It felt like I was eating baby food, with the exception of the generous chunks of crabmeat. I think the crabmeat was the only saving grace, but this definitely wasn’t the best out there. It was a deeply dissatisfying experience after an entire day of anticipation.

My friend’s kurobuta pork on the other hand - delicious, savoury, melt-in-your-mouth fats that I would happily shell out full price for.