Hyu, me, Frank and Aria

I consider myself a ‘newbie’ when it comes to anything Korean and I do not have any idea what went into mine and Frank’s head when we decided to go and eat at a Korean Restaurant the other evening. All I know about authentic Korean food are the brands Peperro and Lotte, and ofcourse bulgogi and kimchi and Korean fried chicken. My long time friend who lived a few blocks from my old house always served bulgogi for us when we had dinner with them. My husband and I treasure those nights because we always came home with stomache(s) full and smiles on our faces.

I didn’t grow up knowing about Korean food. My curiousity with the delicacy was only piqued as an adult when we took a Korean supplier (who missed home food) to a restaurant near the office. It was my first time to eat bulgogi and the taste of the freshly cooked meat lingered in my mouth and in my mind as I went home that day.

The other evening, my husband and I were both hungry and had nothing to eat so we decided to go and have dinner out. We saw this new Korean restaurant (maybe not so new) behind Aroma Garden Restaurant in Oud Metha St and said we’d love to try the place. So we brought Aria and braved the new territory that is “Hyu Korean Restaurant”.

I have learned that one way to gauge about the authenticity of a place is to check the number of locals (local to the cuisine) who go and eat there. When we entered, the crew were Korean (even the Filipino looking ones) and the clientele were Koreans. The tables were arranged close to one another, and if you decide to be separate, the waiters/waitresses bring dividers and give you an instant privacy wall.

oh mommy, you’re so lovely!

When they asked us what we wanted, all I could say was bulgogi? (with a little uncertainty) and the waitress said ‘ah’. I also pointed out a series of other stuff (like fried dumpling) and rice.


Before they served our orders, small plates with free food came which included kimchi, some pickled potatoes, pickled onions (i think), omelette and some hard boiled eggs. Hurrah for free stuff!

dolston bibimbab (according to the menu!)
our bulgogi!

Ok so like I said, I am no expert with Korean food and I think the waitress had a feeling about it that she did all the mixing and serving for us. I thought that was really sweet.

It was a pleasant experience overall. The servings were plenty and I took home a doggy bag for all the extra food.

And to finish it all off- free iced coffee!!

papa, give me some!!

Hyu Korean Restaurant
Oud Metha Road
Behind Aroma Garden Restaurant, near the metro station.
04 3344294


Light lunch at Gerard Cafe, Downtown Burj Residences

gerard cafe
the cafe front

I love good deals. Ive been a proponent of cobone, gonabit (now living social), deal gobbler and yallabanana since they started. Although now I have lessened the buying, I did have some credits expiring with yallabanana that I needed to use asap. There was a deal for a meal at gerard cafe located at the burj residences for a salad, pasta or pizza and a drink for AED 39. I’ve never eaten there  so I was expecting a mediocre meal but the promise of a beautiful location (overlooking the burj al arab and the fountain) was something I did not want to pass up.

burj khalifa

DH and I decided to use the coupon last Saturday (October 13) for lunch since it was expiring the day after. The weather was already pleasant to be sitting outdoors and when we arrived at the location, I was not disappointed. The full view of the (current) world’s tallest tower was majestic and there wasn’t a lot of people around. The cafe had an indoor and outdoor sitting area. There was a cluster of other restaurants and an art gallery in the vicinity and DH and I planned to have more dates there. The setting was perfect.

gerard cafe view from our table
the view from our table

We decided to order Penne pasta with alfredo sauce and a chicken caesar salad. DH ordered an iced coffee latte and I had a diet coke. Like I said, I was expecting a mediocre meal with mediocre servings, but there was enough to go around for two people. DH, although not a fan of pasta, enjoyed the penne as much as I did.

gerard cafe salad
the chicken caesar salad


gerard cafe pasta
the penne pasta with alfredo sauce
gerard cafe caffe latte
our drinks

I didnt bring my SLR that time because we came from a doctor’s appointment. So my pictures were all taken with my ipad.

gerard cafe iced coffee
DH enjoying his drink

Overall verdict:

Although not that high end, the food was pretty much enjoyable and affordable. The pasta, if purchased a la carte, was around AED 35 and the iced drink was around AED 15.
Pretty good for an economical date in beautiful surroundings!

Breakfast at Karachi Darbar

Karachi Darbar is pretty much everywhere in Dubai. It is not an expensive place. The place is normally packed with low income customers.

It’s always fun to eat out. Especially when you’re not the one paying.

DH and I usually spend the weekends at my parents house. Just last Saturday, we went to Karachi Darbar in Karama and ate Pakistani food. Places like these remind me of my childhood when my dad use to take us to those small canteens to eat with laborers. It was DH’s first time to eat there.

Had to take pictures of my guy.
Been bugging DH to practice his photography so he can take good shots of me, but he still sucks. Here i am with my momma.

my dad
we had Chani puri which is a spicy and savory dish consisting of chick peas (garbanzos) and potatoes.

Pai Thai at Al Qasr, Madinat Jumeirah

For our 2nd wedding anniversary last Monday February 13, DH successfully surprised me with a truly romantic dinner.

Before I delve into details, I would have to say that DH has been trying to surprise me ever since we started going out, from birthdays (where he got all my friends to participate but I already knew where he was going to take me) to his proposal (we were taking a walk around zaabeel park and decided to sit at the back of his car with the trunk open. While we were chatting, I patted his bag which was in the trunk and he immediately snatched it from me as if hiding something. Wrong move- DH is such a bad liar. He forgot that when we women find our man being defensive or evasive, we have to find out why then and there. So we fought and struggled and I finally got the hold of the bag. As I rummaged inside, I felt a small box and took it out and saw the ring. I don’t remember if he knelt down, but I remember crying. Tears of joy? Maybe. J). Continue reading “Pai Thai at Al Qasr, Madinat Jumeirah”