My plan was to walk to El Camino, my favorite taco place downtown.
I never made it to El Camino.
Instead, I went to their sister restaurant that has been on my list of places to try for a long time: Datsun.
Funny thing is, it’s right next door to El Camino, but what made me choose it was because they had a patio where I could sit with the dogs. A huge plus!
First, I tried the Pork Belly Steamed Bun with Cucumber & Broad Bean Sauce.
This delicious plate came with a chili sauce on the side, which was the perfect match for these little (but heavy!) buns. The spice lifted the sweetness of the dish and definitely gave it that extra punch that it needed.
Next on the list was the Shrimp Burgers with Bacon, Lettuce, Tasty Sauce & Toastie Bun.
These were definitely more like sliders than hamburgers and although they were a little too salty in my opinion, they were still to die for.
While all this food is being brought to the table, little Benji has been perched on my backpack, eagerly waiting for some pieces to fall.
The last item that got chosen was the Tonkotsu Ramen with Pork Loin and Shoulder, Egg, Black Garlic.
The bowl was pretty big and the ramen looked amazing!
As soon as I took the first sip though, I was immediately disappointed. It tasted nothing like ramen and although I always try to finish whatever I’m eating, this was simply inedible. For almost half the price (this was 16$CDN), Sansotei has way better ramen available.
As I was debating whether or not I should let the server know (because you know… I still felt bad about leaving everything and returning it…), I hear “how is everything going over here?!”(add the super cheerful tone).
Well… This one popped out of nowhere…
I was caught like a squirrel at the tip of a branch with an armful of acorns about to be dropped.
“Errrr… well… it’s… actually not that good…”
“No no no… That’s not what I meant to say”, I thought.
“Couldn’t have I been more rude?”
In my defense, I was trying to think of a nice way to bring it up when she appeared, leaving me with no preparation time for my confession.
She was such a good sport about it though, and offered something else instead, so I happily asked for the fried ice cream, for which I have no picture because… well, you know. It’s ice cream.