Some 6 years after the first time, I was once again at a wine dinner with Dr. Katharina Prüm - the winemaker of Weingut Joh. Jos. Prüm. I didn't hesitate to sign up when I first found out about it, because I've been such a big fan of their wines. The added bonus was that tonight's dinner was held at Zhejiang Heen (浙江軒), a Shanghainese restaurant with a Michelin star that I have never been to.
The crowd tonight was much larger than I had expected, which was a testament to the success of the organizing wine merchant. I arrived late and Dr. Prüm was already in the middle of her speech. Pretty soon the waitstaff would start to bring out food from the kitchen, following the preset menu.
Oh and someone at my table bit into his bun and found a shard of glass. That is just fucking scary! Thankfully he didn't bit too hard, so I didn't see blood spurting from his tongue or mouth...
The servers were also pissing me off at this point. In the space of 10 minutes they have served up the first 3 dishes, without regard to whether the diner has actually finished the previous dishes. I can understand if you serve me dish #2 when I'm still working on the first one, but when I see dish #3 before I finish dish #1, what you're telling me is that you just don't give a shit.
Next I picked up what I assumed to be a battered and deep-fried oyster, only to discover that it was actually imitation crab leg. WHAT THE FUCK! A fucking piece of imitation crab leg! Battered and deep-fried. In a restaurant with a fucking Michelin star. It's like that place in Taipei putting spreadable wedges of La vache qui rit on a so-called cheese platter. Un-fucking-believable.
The fishcake with seaweed was also a little WTF. The only saving grace on this plate was the big chunk of rice crispies. This, boys and girls, was AWESOME. Obviously freshly deep-fried in lots of oil at high heat, both the texture and the flavors were perfect.
Having said that, I still want to throw this plate back in the chef's face. The whole dish feels like school lunch for a 9-year old.
Beautiful wines. But any place that has the gall to serve up imitation crab meat deserves to be stripped of its Michelin stars. I don't think I'm going back there again...