Yakitori BBQ

Some time back, Clara planned a yakitori BBQ for close pals at Gio’s place. We wanted to do something slightly different from the usual BBQ fare and was aiming for quality over quantity.

I was there pretty early to help out with the preparations in the kitchen. I’m no chef but I always help whatever I can… learning along the way.

The home made meat balls are my absolute fave! I can’t recall how many I ate that night but it wouldn’t be a small figure.

Gio took out the ham which his brother hand carried all the way from Italy just for him. It was really good and has a pretty unique taste you don’t get from hams at the local supermarket. He said this ham was from his home town some where in the mountains in Italy.

Next, we sampled the Parmiganio Reggiano Pretagliat cheese which is Gio’s childhood favourite. He told us that in Italy, mothers give pieces of cheese out to children rather than sweets so this cheese was one of the things he grew up on.

It was a super late night BBQ and guests were ask to come at 11pm!!! I guess you could call this a yakitori with drinks session.

Sushi babe was stranded in Sentosa just before this!

BBQed pineapple is an absolute delight! It’s so sweet with a tinge of crystallization on the surface. Thinking of it now makes me drool!

Gio was once again shisha-ing. Here he is pictured with his hookah. I know that this is a popular hobby among many of my peers these days but I’ve tried it and found it to be disagreeable with me. I don’t think I was biologically encrypted to like smoking of any kind. Even if it’s fruity and “purified” with water.

And for my outfit, I wore a yellow short one piece romper.