My Inspiration Part 2

I have another group of friends, the second inspiration for this blog. I became close to them only in the past two years.


You never think that you will meet and keep friends in adulthood as close as your friends from childhood, but thankfully, I was proved wrong. 


We meet through my besty Kate. She was married, I was married. She had a baby, I had a baby. My hubby became the godfather of her daughter, her hubby became the godfather of our son. She was having marriage trouble, and can you guess what happened next? Well, she's a single girl and I'm not so that's where the analogy ends. But we have remained the best of friends through thick and thin and sick and sin!


So during this time, she had found a bunch of girlfriends, friends that not only GOT her but loved her for who she was instead of making her into someone else. And she wanted me to meet them.


Now I don't know what this recurring theme is with my girlfriends, but Kate is half-half (half British and half Filipino).  Estelle is British, Geri is British, Marga and Amy went to International School and Amy lived in Phoenix. I am Filipino but born in New York and always feeling a little bit like an outsider because my Tagalog still really sucks, so we all got along like peaches. 


Have you heard of the phrase Girl Power? Well, it seemed we were a little like the Spice Girls without the musical capability (oops, except for you Geri!).


We have a lot of things in common but one thing we all enjoy dearly is eating out at good restaurants. 


And it seems like we are always eating in Japanese restaurants. Well, we all love Japanese food but this was my first time this place, though I've heard so much about it...

 Marga, Amy and Kate had eaten there the week before, and when Jay, Geri's hubby who was in town with his brother, Little Jay, wanted to have dinner with us and get all the latest cheese, the group decided on here. Jay, as usual, was late, so we had ordered this extremely luscious salmon sashimi, so fantastically wonderful--and I was very hungry and on the verge of a brat attack--that I forgot to take pictures again.

When Jay and his brother finally arrived, we let him do the ordering and he decided an assortment of sushi that was very fresh and succulent.

Then we tried the chef's recommendation of assorted tempura which was served with a special salt. In Japan, they don't serve tempura with sauce, they serve it with different flavored salts like this. Don't you love the shapes of their ceramic ware? So pretty!

And last but not the least their meat. which was so melt-in-the-mouth it was like butta.

There was hardly anyone in the joint and we sat at the sushi bar, so the chef was all ours. Look at these knives! I wouldn't want to get on their bad side!

The experience was bittersweet for me. For one, I felt time pressure because I had a movie date with my sister later that evening and had to haul myself from Makati to Greenhills. Two, B wasn't in a very good mood because of some recent events that involved a job she had poured her whole heart and soul into, only to be crushed by a small Chinese man with no sense of style. Then three, Jay came late so I couldn't really chat long and it was bitin.  So the next time I plan to come to Sushi Kobikicho, it will be very, very different circumstances. If at all! The portions are quite small. As my sister says, she paid about P5,000 and was still hungry. 
Oh my! I know a better place :)


Sushi Kobicicho
150 Legaspi Street JAKA Building

Legaspi Village, Makati City

+632.752.1280; www.kobikicho.com