Taro

Taro : Japanese Noodles and Sushi Bars

Welcome to Taro, the best place under the sun where your taste buds get a heavenly treat!

If you are looking for a sumptuous Soho meal in an authentic Japanese restaurant, head to Taro without any second thought.

Be it the popular Brewer Street branch and  our restaurant located on 193 Balham high Road , the food is equally good.

Well, it is not that we are saying so, it is our customers who swear by our Sushi and Taro special Bento box meals.

http://www.tarorestaurants.co.uk

Taro : Japanese Noodles and Sushi Bars

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Japanese restaurant review - Taro, London | Fig & Cherry

[Photo by cia_b from Writing With My Mouth Full] – I didn’t have my camera handy] After a few drinks at the pub with old work mates in London’s trendy Soho, our tummies started grumbling.

I am the healthiest eater in the world, but no amount of whole grains, greens, tofu and soy milk will make people forget my late night visit to the Colonel’s dirty bird chain.

I used to work in Soho and Taro was a regular indulgence because I was craving fresh Japanese food like the stuff you can get easily in Sydney, but not in London.

In a town where Japanese food is fairly scarce and mostly badly done, it’s no wonder Taro is packed to bursting the majority of the time.

Here’s some other good Japanese restaurants in the area: Satsuma, 56 Wardour Street, W1D 4JG JAL Sushi Bar, 5 Hanover Square, W1 The Japan Centre, 212-213 Piccadilly Circus, W1J 9HX

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Admittedly I enjoy Japanese food much to the detriment of my wallet and the boredom of my less-enthusiastic dining companions, but this will be the last Japanese restaurant review, at least for a little while.

Just across the road from Ten Ten Tei is the original branch of Taro, a Japanese restaurant that does a roaring trade at almost any time of day, but the Lensman and I managed to grab a table during one weekday lunchtime due to an impromptu craving for ramen.

I had a similar experience with my chicken teri don – essentially crispy fried bits of chicken served with rice and onions in a teriyaki sauce.

The strips of chicken were suitably succulent with crisp skins, but the sauce was surprisingly bland and tasteless which is very disappointing.

Criticising Taro seems a little churlish given the low prices and efficient service, but the quality of the food was generally underwhelming and merely satisfactory – as if the kitchen staff were cooking by numbers rather than with care and enthusiasm.

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This is the worst restaurant I have ever been to.I ordered a chicken noodle dish and instead got pork.

When I complained the waiter tried to convince me that the meat was in fact chicken by grabbing bits of it into his hands and taking it apart.When, after he put the meat pieces back on my plate, I said I was no longer interested in whether it was chicken or pork and would not eat the meal, he called the owner who then repeated the process of meat picking all over again.I have never been treated so poorly by restaurant staff and was just completely shocked by their behaviour.

To sum it up it was the worst experience at a restaurant I have ever had

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We had a som tam with green papaya, handfuls of peanuts, a little palm sugar, fish sauce and lashings of kaffir lime juice.

Also present was a handful of chopped red bird’s-eye chillies and – excitingly – a scattering of little salted freshwater crabs, which taste something like strong blue cheese and which you crunch down in little chunks, shells and all.

But we opted instead for an innocuous-sounding but quite outstanding dish, yam pla duk fu or “sour fluffy catfish”, around £12: poached fish pounded in a mortar and pestle, then mixed with breadcrumbs, deep fried and served with a little unripe mango, some celery leaves and a sharp vinegary sauce (pepped up, in a daring break from precedent, with more red chilli).

Three more dishes completed the savoury segment of the evening: a smoky, dryish chopped sausage (spiced, for a change, with green chillies), some chewy, unexpectedly fragrant stalks of dried beef and a side of Chinese broccoli with sweet, crispy matchsticks of belly pork.

Best were bua loy, a sweet, lightly spiced coconutty soup with rice dumplings, accessorised with fruit and – you’d have to hypothesise – a certain amount of food colouring; and a delicious, rosy-hued taro root flavour ice cream, which the internet tells me has become something of a hipster favourite on the American West Coast.

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Early controversial dishes (the much-maligned chickens’ feet) have been ditched, and now even seemingly throwaway elements thrill: jerkies (bak kwa) of pork, beef and lamb come, like intensely meaty After Eights, in waxed paper wraps and a rectangular wooden box, to be furled around pickled ginger, fresh mint relish or smoky pepper sauce, each a leathery little pleasure.

I’m also obsessing over xian bing – small round “pancakes” stuffed with minced pork and fried until golden, furiously spurting a broth aromatic with ginger, sesame oil and chives – to the extent that I search videos of people making them, watching with jaw slack, pupils dilated with lust.

Minced ginger and spring onion is scattered on top, then, at the last minute, crisp crumbs of peppery chicken skin, so it retains its crunch.

Rice is swollen with opulent fats: Ibérico pork lard or the almost cheesy funk of aged beef.

There’s a devotion to that curious texture the Taiwanese call Q, or QQ, an alluring, gummy chewiness (think mochi, bubble tea or stiff gnocchi): springy taro dumplings, the gooey interior of that fried pork pancake, the gelatinous bounce of the tendon.

Taro | Restaurants in Soho, London

Please note, Taro is now closed.

The perfect leaping-off point for a night out in Soho, Taro’s Old Compton Street branch (the other is on Brewer Street) is regularly packed with a mixed crowd of office workers and students.