Horenso salad. Don't let the vegetables trick you; it isn't healthy.
What is palate-worthy is also their basil chicken (S$8) and beef tongue. Though Terence is not crazy about the beef tongue they serve at Gyu-kaku, I drool just thinking about it.
What you need to do just before you take the tongue off the grill is to squeeze a generous amount of lemon juice over it. The smokeyness mingled with the salt springled on the tongue and the tangy dash of lemon simply knocks the breath out of you.
The portions are good enough to share and as you can see from the prices, it really isn't very expensive.
It was Saturday night when we went, and the place was packed with gorgeous looking people. Even the waitress looked well made up. But after you've spent the whole day looking after your hyperactive toddler, all you ever want to do is count down to 8pm (his bed time) with great anticipation, and throw your deadbeat self on the bed thereafter. Doesn't matter if your shirt is stained with porridge, apple, and saliva.
But one has got to eat. Thank god the place was smoky. Anyone who claimed that they saw me there, I'd just say they were badly mistaken.