An Indonesian and a Chinese went into a Japanese Izakaya located in a small town in Australia; It sounds like a start of a bad joke, doesn’t it? But that’s precisely what happened.
Liz and I are staying in a lovely Airbnb in Mt Macedon this weekend, and we went to Kuzu Izakaya tonight for dinner.
Located at the neighbouring town Woodend, we took a taxi from our Airbnb, passing the gorgeous autumn leaves Mt Macedon is famed for.
We were there just in for the reservation and stayed until the end of the allocated two hours window. The restaurant was fully packed, the service was good, and the decor felt authentic. It’s hard to believe a full-on izakaya exists and thrives in the middle of nowhere in the country Victoria.
Liz and I shared a not-so-impressive sushi sashimi platter, tasty chilli edamame, bad chips followed by the yummiest miso-glazed scallop, okay-ish prawn tempura and delicious soft shell crab. We also had sparkling sake, and I also had a lovely tasting flight of four different umeshu.
So, overall, I’d say The Kuzu izakaya restaurant was good. But it’s not life-changing enough for me to want to revisit it all the way from Melbourne, making it a once-in-a-lifetime experience that I am so glad to share with Liz.
We came back from Kuzu Izakaya dinner after dark, passing through unlit roads, inside a taxi driven by an Indian guy and paid $40 where every single second feels like 10 cents added.
Now I am writing this, with The Jurrasic Park playing in the background, because I want to remember this – our stay in the Airbnb, our dining experience in the Kuzu Izakaya, and everything in between. Including now, especially now, being happily full, super drunk, a little sleepy and entirely grateful.
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