Pot Shop Boys sells only one dish, a street food from Kuala Lumpur. Mee tai mak or lo shu fun (loosely translated as mouse just wanna have fun) is cooked in a claypot with soy sauce, lots of lard, pork liver, minced pork, pork balls, and some prawns. $4 (small) or $4.50 (big).

It came boiling hot and the awesomeness exploded in the mouth. It was so delicious and lardy (but not greasy) that Huccalily asked, “Is this legal in Singapore? I want another bowl before it gets banned!” MUST TRY!

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Meat, produce and even eggs are imported from Japan 4 times a week. The owner wishes to create a Japan in Singapore, so even the exquisite cutlery are imported from Japan.

Chef Shinji Morihara, whose 20 years of experience includes being head chef at Marriott (Japan and Shanghai), Four Seasons (Hong Kong) and the now defunct Inagiku, creates 3 different kaiseki courses for dinner, starting from $98. Lunch starts from $23.

The most expensive, Yume course ($288), has 7 dishes including a starter, a steamed dish, sashimi, grilled beef, soup, tempura and dessert. Initially we thought it was exorbitant but as the meal progressed, we had a growing sense of wonderment at one of the best meals we had this year.The Ex and I both agreed that the dish of the night was the shima aji (striped Jack) fish, mochi and chrysanthemum in a hot pot (pictured above). The fish was first fried to bring out its flavor in the soup (my mom fries her meat before making them to soups too). As a result, the soup was lip-smacking awesomeness. The natural sweetness of the fish soup exploded in the mouth.

The service was top-notch, the ambience refined, and the food spectacular but what I treasured most was the experience. I felt like I was living inside an instagram photo, very dreamy with soft focus around the food. One of the best meals I had this year. It is a little pricy but (I think) understandable because of the cost of ingredients, the rent, the setup, and the tedious preparation of the food. Even if you live in Johor or Batam, it is worth making the trip.

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My gay BFF, who went to Nox with his partner, said to me, “When I realized the blind servers live their lives in complete darkness and have no choice, I cried. It’s not the same as just shutting your eyes. I emotional person hor. Don’t judge.”

This “dine in the dark” concept was first developed in France in 1997 for people to understand what the visually impaired go through – a lesson that my BFF learnt. Furthermore, dining in the dark heightens other senses so that we can appreciate the food better. The food, by Chef Desmond Lee who worked at Ember and Private Affairs, changes frequently so customers can often return. Although the 3-course menu, priced at $78++, is fixed for most customers, the chef will adjust the food for people with special dietary requirements. Please inform the staff during reservations or before the meal.

At the entrance of the dining area, a visually impaired guide will introduce himself or herself to you. Ours is named Rahamat whose voice is mellifluous. He led us to the pitch-black dining area with our hands on his shoulder, forming a conga line.

Each course–starter, main and dessert–comes with 4 tasting portions of different food, making it a variety of 12 different dishes. The server won’t tell you what the food is, you’ve to eat and guess yourself.

Being an anti-establishment rebel, I normally avoid gimmicky restaurants but having experienced Nox, I strongly encourage everyone to go. It was educational; the service was impeccable; dining here can be considered as helping disenfranchised fellow humans; the darkness and no handphone policy create a social ambience where people can talk honestly and freely; and even the hypercritical Chiobu said the food was good. We guessed the set meal would cost $68+, and we later found out it was priced at $78++, so the pricing was rather reasonable. All these factors point to a promising beginning of a longstanding establishment.

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For photos, please visit Rubbish Eat Rubbish Grow: http://rubbisheatrubbishgrow.wordpress.com/2012/01/26/cugini-trattoria-pizzeria-club-st/The reason I wanted to come is the decor. So gorgeous, sky-blue and white Mediterranean rustic village by the sea style.

The service, mostly Pinas, was excellent, attentive and prompt. The clientele was all White except us but we didn’t feel discriminated by the servers at all. You know, the axiom is- if the locals are queuing for the food, the food must be good. But what if expats are coming to the place Is it good Let’s find out.

Appetizers: complimentary bread and Calamari ($16.90). The calamaris were gigantic squid, which made it meaty and chewy. The three dips, one of which is similar to Hainanese Chicken rice chili, were good.

We made a democratic decision to pick a food each. Since Hookerlily craved for pizza, she picked the pizza; Mr. NGFL picked a pasta because he likes pasta; and I picked the desserts, my favorite part of the meal. I have to say, democracy doesn’t quite work even in our small society because Hookerlily makes bad choices, and Mr. NGFL is authoritarian, always dictating us what to order.

Hookerlily picked the Golosa ($24), which is a vegetarian tomato-based pizza topped with three cheeses–mozzarella, gorgonzola, parmesan–and french fries. Hookerlily thought it was funny–carbs on carbs–but seriously, the pizza is more like a joke gone wrong! Who in the right mind would pick such a pizza Fat Americans Luckily, the cheeses were good, salty with a “bite” of slight cheesy stench.

The crust was the doughy sort, not thin-crust – so I didn’t like it already. I don’t like potatoes since young so I didn’t like the pizza because the fries were soggy and tasted more like potatoes than chips. Hookerlily kept taunting and bullying me, “Why you eat so little Are you gu-niang or what I insist you eat this piece. Eat! Eat!” We have our bad days sometimes so I kept quiet and put on a Jeanette-Aw-Little-Nonya face and she got the hint. Phew.

Mr. NGFL picked the Raviolo lamb ($26.90). Delicious! Tender meat without the stench of lamb, with butter and artichoke cream–rather creamy-cheesy and rich. My only complaint is: why so few Only 4 pieces

I think I make the best decisions and ordered Cugini Dessert ($20.90), a platter of panna cotta, tiramisu, and semi-frozen nougat. The nougat was our least-favorite–we didn’t even know what we were eating: was it a fruit or ice cream If it was a sweet, why was it soft If it was a jelly, why is it hard But the other two were fantastic. They were both so smooth and rich. The tiramisu was very, very intense that would perk you up and leave you wanting for more, like a 60 year-old impotent man wanting to second round.

More hits than misses with the food and the service and playful decor made up for the food. We spent a total of $105 for 3 persons, which isn’t a bad deal.

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The colors–gold, gray and white–the high ceiling, the modern hanging lamps, and the huge kickass epergnes of white lilies accentuate the elegance of the restaurant. The grandeur and beauty of the architecture of the National Museum extend itself into the decor of Novus. On first glance. But after a while, Wise Guy asked Chiobu, “Are the tables padded” Press, press. Slightly but not much. Strange. We lifted up the table cloth together and saw a styrofoam-like material on the table, quite unsightly. And then our asses started to ache on the chairs. Novus needs better furniture. Hips Butts don’t lie. But this day was the day of opposites, so you’ll never know how this review ends.

For lunch, there is a choice between 2 courses ($32++) or 3 courses ($40++). Each dish came with a card, informing the eater how the food is cooked, or the nutrition, just like the information under an artifact in the museum. Thoughtful and fun and we gained knowledge in the process of eating.

First impressions count. The gratis bread didn’t come warm but at least it came in a tray with varieties: rye, baguette, roll, etc. The amuse-bouche was a drop of yuzu on an oyster leaf. This was the first time we ate oyster leaf. And at the 4th or 5th chew, the leaf tasted like oyster. Miraculous nature. The day of the Opposites began.

Starters

Wise Guy has a rule: always order the foie gras, even if it is parfait (like a pate or a jam). But his second rule–always let Chiobu have the first pick–cancels out the first rule. Since she chose the Foie Gras Parfait Treated Like a Salad, I chose Jerusalem Artichoke Soup.

“Treated like a salad” – what a satirical name. We were blown away by the foie gras parfait. Foie gras parfait is usually made of inferior foie gras so they normally have the iron taste of liver. But not only was this without the stench, it was concentrated and buttery. The creamy saltiness just exploded in the mouth. It was better than oral orgasm, it was spectacular!

There are two ways to eat this: spread the foie gras parfait on bread or just eat it like a salad, which consists compressed pear, japanese grapes, pistachio shavings and pedro ximenez vinegar, a sweet-and-sour vinegar without much causticity. The earthly mesclun leaves–so fresh and raw there was a scent of clean soil–were sweetened by the fruits and creamed by the velvety, full-bodied parfait. The pistachio gave it a woody aroma while the vinegar made it edgy. This was one perfect salad.

Usually I am the one picking a good dish, but today I made a bad choice. No money to go Jerusalem–any sponsors–then drink Jerusalem artichoke soup lor. The soup came with almond powder, artichoke chips and purple shiso (mint). Although it was creamy, it was bland; we added salt and pepper on our own. It tasted like potato soup and the artichoke chips tasted like potato chips. Neither of us liked it.

Mains

The colors for the yellowfin tuna steak were popping! So GORGEOUS!! The bright-redcapsicum and black olive tapenade (minced olive) on a pan-seared brown tuna swimming in a sea of luminous yellow saffron risotto with some coriander vegetation. It’s like an island in a sea. This has to be the BEST design on a plate.

However, Chiobu didn’t like the hard texture of the tuna, although she ordered it medium-rare. She gave it to me halfway. I liked it. True that the tuna was tough, but the flavors were fantastic. Spread the capsicum and black olive all over the risotto. I hate olives in general but the flavors enhanced each other perfectly, bringing out the creaminess in the risotto, the capsicum-ness of the capsicum and the olive-ness of the olive.Steaks are steaks right How can you present it well This was the MOST GOODLOOKING piece of meat I’ve ever seen. Hey, if Lady Gaga can Marry The Night, I want to marry this 200 days grain fed Black Angus tenderloin (add $15 to the set menu price). At least mine used to be alive. It looked so mouthwatering like an Abercrombie model!

But like all Abercrombie models, looks are deceiving. Too bad our marriage, like 50% of marriages, didn’t work out. It was tough for me although I ordered it medium-rare. I needed some tenderness. So I swopped with Chiobu. Day of the Opposites right She liked it! The poivrade sauce, created from white vinegar, white wine, herbs and stock, made it savory.

Desserts

The Valrhona chocolate test passed our oral test with distinction! Another gorgeous plating with information written at each dessert, like a museum piece. You eat from the lowest to the highest: 38% aerated mousse, 55% souffle, 66% sorbet, 72% warm custard and 85% dehydrated chocolate. Do you notice the how poetic it is It’s almost cyclic like the water cycle, starting with aerated mousse–plenty of air (oxygen)–and ending with dehydrated chocolate (no water, no h2oxygen).

The souffle and sorbet were amazing. They were so rich but not sickeningly so. When you eat the souffle, there is a wave of ecstasy and when you think you couldn’t get higher, another wave hits you. However, one constructive criticism Chiobu had is the last one,dehydrated chocolate that is like an airy biscuit, was only ok. She said that it would be better if the chocolates were arranged so that the ecstasy crescendos, slowly increasing in the wow-ness and ending with a climax, a bang, instead of a bell-curve, ending with a let-down.

The server came so fast to dig a hole in my curd souffle to pour the blueberry sauce in that I’d no chance to take a photo properly. The accompanying buttermilk ice creamhad completely melted. I love ice cream so it was disappointing for me. However, this souffle was good in its own right, and the milky curd went well with the blueberry sauce, which wasn’t yucky sourish like most blueberry sauces. Chiobu loved this and kept extolling its virtues. I just had the best souffle at Gobi at Joo Chiat the day before, so when I compared them, Novus’s was decent, better than many specialty desserts shops such asLaurent and Pave, but not as good as Gobi or Absinthe.

We were pleased with the meal… then at the door, when we were leaving, the maitre d’ presented us with a door gift, cupcake each!!! in a Chinese takeaway box!!!

The cupcake was actually delicious, pistachio base–soft–with firm chocolate icing. Not diabetely sweet so it was yummy to the last bite. I love it that they don’t stinch–is there such a word from stingy–or scrimp at freebies. It leaves a wonderful impression on us.

Service: No complaints here. When a server came to ask us about the food, we told him both steaks were too tough and he actually knew the correct answer: “I’ll tell the chef.” I’d like that he came back with an answer from the chef but the server’s response was adequate for me.

Verdict: The major negative thing about Novus is the uncomfortable chairs but the food made up for it. Some restaurants have food that tastes perfect to everyone but Novus isn’t one of them. You have to pick the food that you think will suit you. Much thought, creativity and aesthetic planning have been put in the food. The food here made us realize how culinary art is an art form. We spent $112 for two. It is definitely not budget but it is more satisfying than, say, going to PS Cafe (see Ann Siang Hill & Paragon branches) which would cost about the same.