The Only Ponzu Sauce on Earth that Matters
By Gustavo Arellano in Revisiting a Review
Monday, Dec. 8 2008 @ 9:49AM
Fried rock shrimp might seem beneath Hamamori, but the buttery coat and soft flesh was better than half the meals in Newport Beach--and, at $9 for a hefty offering, is one of the better deals at this restaurant. But where the dish became a must-eat is when you dunk the nuggets into the ponzu sauce. This liquid is the ketchup of Japanese cooking--rarely memorable, rarely vile, usually unremarkable. Hamamori's ponzu is stunning--initially bitter, then sweet within a second (but never bittersweet), then gasp-inducing due to a layer of chile. It's not Mexican-spicy or wasabi-searing, but a surprising amount of heat mitigated by the other flavors in the ponzu. Milady and I fought over the last drops of the chile ponzu, and that was the first time I could ever remember an empty ponzu bowl, and I'm sure ustedes probably don't remember an incident like that, either. Stick with the rock shrimp tempura and a couple of sushi selections, and you're fine.
But whatever you do, DO NOT order any rolls--$15, and downright dull. Of course you knew this, so let me rephrase my advise: DO NOT order anything that the non-foodie significant other in your life wants to try just to see if it's different from other places. If you do, you'll be staring at Dead End Street but quick...
*Pictured: Happy, random couple at Hamamori.
Hamamori, 3333 Bear St., Ste. 320, Costa Mesa, (714) 850-0880; www.hamamori.com





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