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We were graced by another visit from the King, who is in town for a few days for an event. A few of us were around to catch up with him, and guess who got to pick the restaurant? Well... I was trying to pick something interesting without a lengthy tasting menu, since there would only be three or four of us - which pretty much ruled out Chinese. I was already visiting two of my favorite restaurants earlier in the week, so I was forced to pick something else.
As the King was staying in Wanchai, the idea of revisiting
Serge et le Phoque popped into my head. I had heard that these guys were gonna close up shop, which was surprising given that they had managed to retain their coveted
macaron back in November, but hey... what the hell do I know? It's no secret that lots of restaurants in town were having a hard time, what with ever rising rents and other costs.
So I was kinda surprised when someone actually picked up the phone when I called. The person on the line was equally surprised, upon hearing me inquire whether they were closing. Well, I guess that means they ain't going nowhere...
I do have to say, though, that I was remiss in not giving out instructions on getting there to the others. I was the only one who had visited the restaurant before, and the others all had some trouble finding the rather non-descript space, walking back and forth on the street a few times before suddenly seeing the small neon letters above the door.
The gang even left it up to me to decide whether we would order
à la carte or take the chef's menu. As much as I was tempted to cherry pick exactly what I wanted to eat - and be able to take the dry-aged Galician cote de boeuf - in the end I chickened out and went back to the chef's menu.
Our
amuse bouche was half a cherry sitting in a bowl of cherry juice. The acidity certainly helped whet our appetites, and the toasted buckwheat was a real nice touch.