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Stabroek News

OH, SAKE
published: Thursday | April 7, 2005


Tempura Kiadiange - Photo by Rosemary Parkinson

Hedonism III Resort, Runaway Bay, St. Ann

Evening Pass to resort: US$89 per person ­ conditions apply

Opens everyday except Tuesday

For reservations: (876) 973-4100

JAPAN INNA Hedonism III, that is today's subject to keep things in that Asian mood.

Not a word from me about the Toga Party or Fetish Night. No Sah! Well, just a whisper.

What a sight! Those beamed down from Mars had bodies like Adonis and Venus had sent her own contingent with Playboy.

Japan: Did anyone see the movie Shogun released a few years ago or read the book? I was taken aback by the way westerners were described as 'barbarians'.

The Japanese, you see, practise an array of spiritual ceremonies to enhance their soul, bring peace, calm and, definitely, productivity into their lives. They even have a myriad of peace and love rituals dining ­ sake rituals, tea rituals even rice rituals. (Caribbean people, wake up and smell the coconuts! That's what we need ­ rituals! And I don't mean 'wining' dung di place.)

DINING MANUSAN

Manusan has several 'teppanyaki' and I was delighted to be entertained on one by Japanese Sous Chef Pankaj Kumar. What? An Indian Japanese chef? Chef Kumar did his Japanese culinary training in India and Osaka (Japan). He is the epitome of a Japanese chef, sans the shouting and carrying on at the Teppanyaki table with dem swords flying here and there (try it Lord Pankaj), although he was pretty scary with those knives and throwing of eggs up in the air.

We began with Miso Soup ­ divine. Excuse me, ah lie. First came the bottles of warm Sake (so inna de Sake mi was, mi forget). Then Sushi ­ several little delish bites of crab, salmon and shrimp served with thinly sliced ginger and that orgasmic wasabi ­ the latter not as or gasmic as I like it but maybe Hedo has to be careful about aphrodisiacs. I adore that enormous rush to the brain that strong wasabi gives.

The Tempura Kadiage came next ­ scrumptious shrimps and vegetables consisting of pumpkin and sweet potato served with a divine dipping sauce.

For the main course I chose Tenderloin with Butter, Soya Sauce and Sake while my companion had Strips of Marinated Chicken Breast with Yakitori Sauce (teriyaki sauce flavoured with garlic, celery, leeks, onion, soya, sake and miril sweet rice wine reduced by boiling). The chicken was excellent, but my tenderloin was beyond comparison. It was melt-in-the-mouth and perfectly close to rare, bringing out that Dracula in me.

Dessert was a heavenly rice pudding called Munasan Sweet Sensation with a cup of O-Cha to soothe the mind ­ and then more O-Sake. Oh-Sake. Ooh-Oh-Sake. Dance barefoot in Toga. Drink more O-Sake. Bow head up and down. Drink Sake.


Kama hitotsu areba chanoyu ha naru mono wo kazu no dogu wo notsu ha orokana. (Having one kettle you can make tea; it is foolish to possess many utensils). ­ Japanese proverb O-Rosemary was last seen on the nude beach at Hedo with O-Sake in hand.

PLEASE RETURN MY LAP TOP

I want to big up Falmouth Police, especially Constable Anderson who, at a time of trial and tribulation for the police in that town, were a source of understanding and help.

Saturday night, in one of those "moments", I placed my computer outside the car and then drove off without a care. Reaching MoBay some 35 minutes later with no computer,I frantically called Elaine Melbourne, from whence I had come, who scoured King Street.

Falmouth police night patrol scoured the town, keeping in touch to this day. Whoever has made the 'great find' please, please, at least return my work and camera cables - no questions asked.

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