Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Searching for the Best Sushi...in New Zealand
There are a number of reasons why I, with my characteristic zeal,
pursued the sushi in Aotearoa, or
Land of the Long White Cloud, otherwise known as New Zealand.
Known for its splendid natural beauty and famous for being
an extreme sports mecca, New Zealand is also a First World country—I found these
factors intriguing enough, so I finally paid a visit. And of course, the
food, particularly the sushi, lured me there.
Sure, there were other foods I noshed on which were not classified
as Japanese fare—there were the wonderfully greasy lamb burgers as
well as fatty slow roasted pork belly sandwiches which were sure unlike any I’d ever
tasted in other parts of the world…the food in New Zealand tastes untainted,
naked and wholesome, like the pure, untreated vegetables and raw cubes of whale
sashimi in Iceland. There were also fresh king prawns, meat pies, green-lipped
New Zealand mussels…the list goes on and on.
What most people don’t realize is that sushi really does
vary in different parts of the world, whether it’s the types of fish, the
serving style, the trading hours or the uber-unusual ingredients. So allow this
blog to take you on an Epicurean journey that features some of the very best
that I could cram into my calendar—as well as my mouth—in two weeks’ time.
Do look for photos of the feasting in Queenstown, a destination
in which I enjoyed the best crayfish maki, and even a Venison Roll, of all
things. And don’t overlook the elegance and refinement of the upmarket
establishments in Auckland (a vibrant city in which a third of the country’s entire
population resides, which to me meant only one thing: good eating).
In two weeks, I managed to cover some of the most eclectic
sushi in both the North and South Islands, expecting (and finding) some
parallels to the sushi I came across in Australia a few years ago due to New
Zealand’s proximity to Oz. From the tortuous metropolis of Auckland to the quaint
city with the trademark “rotten egg” smell known as Rotorua, and down to the energetic
resort town named Queenstown, you will find everything from pampering service
in uppity establishments to the simplicity of grabbing a pair of tongs with
which to pluck individually priced pieces of sushi out of display cabinets in
more casual joints.
So let’s get to it….
The Sushi Diva
The Sushi Diva
MASU Japanese Robata Restaurant and Bar in Auckland
Introducing MASU of Auckland, New Zealand
After doing some research, I decided on two of the most
fancy dining establishments in Auckland based on cursory reviews (and the simple
fact that these restaurants had four “dollar signs” as opposed to two or three,
which suggested to me that perhaps expensive equaled qualitative). These
restaurants were MASU and Cocoro, the first of which is located near SkyCity Tower right next to The Grand Hotel on the fine dining row known as
Federal Street. Could it have been more obvious that this one might be
positively indulgent?
I was on a high, and I mean a high!—as the servers greeted me just as servers would greet you in
a posh place named MASU Japanese Robata Restaurant and Bar by Executive Chef
Nic Watt, which boasts a stellar list of awards and menus with heaps of extraordinary choices littered with
the likes of black cod and Japanese Black Wagyu Beef, ingredients exotically
named coriander (known merely as cilantro in California), silken tofu, and even
honey (which is quite a common ingredient in New Zealand).
Ever longing for the best view of the action, I sat at the
sushi bar and just enjoyed watching as chefs, male and female, lay yellow
takuan and spears of chives in rolls they have started preparing. One chef makes dual
use of white daikon radish—tightly rolling sheets of the daikon and standing
them up like stalks, ready to use them as the wrap they put around my Age Watari Gani, or Fried Soft-shell
Crab Roll, which they filled with chives, cucumbers and yuzu kosho mayonnaise;
or shredding the daikon into a garnish to be used for sashimi dishes, all of it
done with precision using one hell of a sharp knife.
The white daikon wrap around a Soft-shell Crab Roll is
reminiscent of Nobu’s style, but not even Nobu applies takuan, also known as
oshinko, inside his version of this roll. (Though I’ve never seen it used in a
soft-shell crab roll, the pickled yellow radish surprisingly enhances the
flavor of the crispy crustacean.)
I order more maki, for I am ravenous! And the Crispy Prawn
with avocado, sweet soy, and takuan for NZ $12.60 (Americans currently pay
about 75 cents to their dollar) sounds appealing. The Spicy Tuna Roll with
jalapeno mayonnaise, avocado and chives for NZ $16.90 also did
not disappoint.
Then from the Robata Grill, I chose the ultimate—the Alaskan
King Crab Leg with smoked wasabi lime butter for NZ $32. The gigantic crab leg
that was presented to me in a V-formation was split and piled to the hilt with chunks
of fleshy white and pink crab meat, topped with a burnt-orange creamy sauce
that wasn’t redolent of wasabi at all, but rather a tangy, aromatic mayonnaise,
with portions burnt to a crisp, the side of minty green salad lending an acrid
contrast to the heavy sweet crab. They divulge a secret—that the crab meat is
actually derived from various crab legs, then piled back into the shell in fluffy
formation—though that should’ve been obvious to me, given the easy manner in
which the meat lifted from the shell. There was no scraping, no digging, no
work, as is usually involved in hollowing out crab legs. This is because
sometimes one crab leg may be less meaty than another, the waiter explained, and
they do their best to create a sense of uniformity in all their servings.
Just like in Australia, for some reason yellowtail in New
Zealand is also often referred to as kingfish. Thinly sliced kingfish was
served in my final last dish here at MASU—Kingfish Sashimi Salad with Yuzu
Truffle Dressing, the fish so diaphanous that the pieces are translucent and rip
with a mere prod of my chopsticks. This dish came with a bed of refreshing greens
that tasted like they were straight out of a Vietnamese restaurant (not
surprising, considering Watt also opened Madame Hanoi Bar & Bistro in
Australia).
The service is impeccable; my water glass was always filled
to the brim from sleek decanters as I watched more chefs chop and prep and roll
the night away.
“Cheers,” they say in their Kiwi accents. It’s an
expression of thanks that I will keep hearing in this country for the next
two weeks. It’s also one of the things I don’t need to ask them to repeat just so I can understand what is being said.
MASU
90 Federal Street,
Auckland, New Zealand
+64 9 363 6278
Cocoro Presents a Japanese Feast
New Style Japanese Cuisine at Cocoro in Auckland
Unlike the boisterous MASU, Cocoro is an understated affair,
and rather hidden, in an old brick building in a quiet part of Auckland. With
no sushi bar, the only way to catch a glimpse of the chefs in the kitchen is
through a long rectangular serving window cut into the wall, from which smartly
dressed waiters pick up the plates that are ready to be presented to patrons. A
large communal table sits in the center of this small place, catering to
groups; intimate dining tables for couples line the walls.
Cocoro features a degustation menu for NZ $89, a nine-course
meal which comes with seafood, duck, free-range chicken, and of course,
dessert. Cocoro must also be known for its wasabi, for the place serves some of
the sweetest tasting real wasabi I’ve ever had; it’s gritty and has the perfect
texture.
I knew meringue was popular in New Zealand because of
their famous pavlova dessert, but when I found out those orange-hued bits on my
long serving tile were actually puffs of meringue with soy sauce, I knew this
was no ordinary restaurant. Besides which, my “Angel Prawn and Cucumber
Hosomaki Finger Roll Sushi” (NZ $17 for six pieces) was practically an artistic
creation, the way the bites of maki were interspersed with haphazardly (yet
harmoniously) placed edible flowers, alongside a miniature decorative wooden
cutting board of some sort that had a mini mound of real grated wasabi on top.
Cocoro obviously takes presentation very seriously, so it
came as no surprise when my single piece of farm-raised Bluefin Toro sushi (NZ
$9.50 a piece) arrived on a square volcanic rock plate, or that my “New Zealand
King Crab Leg Steamed Sashimi (with special crab caviar, uchiko)” came
on an elaborate plate, ornate silver crab-picking tool and all.
“Left side is grilled, right side is chilled,” explained the
waitress of my dish of six cut-up pieces of King Crab Leg. (In my opinion, the
chilled crab had more flavor and tasted sweeter; the warm side was a bit
salty.)
She also imparted that the little bowl of pink and white
stuff on my plate is actual crab head meat, that it’s very popular in Japan,
and that the saucer with the yellow goop is uchiko sauce, or a sauce made from
crab roe. I found that to my slightly Americanized taste buds, the crab head
meat tasted a bit strong, but the uchiko sauce was very heady stuff.
Of course, no New Zealand trip would be complete without a
cheese plate, so I asked to try the New Zealand Cheese Selection with Rice
Crackers for NZ $24. Of the five kinds, the best ones were the cream cheese
marinated with sweet miso, the blue cheese, and Manuka Honey-smoked cheddar
cheese, obviously an indigenous favorite.
I’m not typically a die-hard for desserts at restaurants,
but who could turn down the chance to try soy sauce and ginger-flavored vanilla
ice cream with sesame cracker, tempura flakes and droplets of cherry blossom
puree? The magical finish came with a perfect touch—a dish of three diminutive sake ganache
chocolate balls with Marlborough Flaky Sea Salt.
Cocoro may boast “New Style Japanese Cuisine,” but clearly
this is a marriage made in Heaven between the old traditional way and the
innovation of bold flavor twists.
Cocoro
56a Brown Street,
Ponsonby, Auckland, New Zealand
+64 9 360 0927
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