Review of Barobao – by Agnes L.
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Bao, this fluffy white bread with way too much sugar to be called healthy has stolen my heart and refuses to return it. From a sunken shopping centre in Kuala Lumpur to matbarens version, I have now landed on Hornsgatan and here I intend to stay. The bread is something that they take very seriously here and they constantly develop the recipe to get a bread that does not burst or get too messy. I wasn't here from the beginning, but now it's incredibly good. One of the owners tells us that they have still reduced the amount of sugar from the original recipe, more he does not want to say because it is their own secret recipe. I'm happy anyway, I get to enjoy.
Our entire Saturday was planned from outside to land on Hornsgatan just after 17.00 and once we came in we were starved, thirsty and a bit dirty after a day in the park. The room was almost empty but only 15 minutes later it was almost full. The room is simply decorated with expensive furniture and the chairs were at exactly my height. The husband thinks I should mention that "if you are 162cm then the chairs are made after you". The toilet is ball, no risk of sitting without paper if one says so.
We chose to bring in all three gua baos, one salmon and so kimchi. To the little one we took a bao with only pork and she munched on it and wanted another one. To that the beer Hornstull from Pang Pang and the luck was running. We ordered in more as time went on and I finally ate three baos, some kimchi and half a salmon, the husband the same. Here comes the issue of affordability as discussed in previous reviews. I can't agree at all. That my whole family was crammed with fantastic food, happy and well treated for under 700kr including beer, I do not consider to be expensive. I don't see it as a fast food place even if it's food that goes fast but as a taste explosion with really good ingredients.
Tastewise, I liked it best with pork even though both chicken and eggplant were nice in taste. If you haven't tried the salmon, do it, wow. Then we also got to taste the sky to the cod on the pickled carrot and I long already back when I can test the whole dish, now I was too full to both cope with it or the dessert. Imagine ice cream in bao with licorice, but hey mouth orgasm.
They will on the last weekend of each month offer about nine seats to a tasting dinner after closing, price unknown but these lucky souls will get three chefs and a taste trip I really want to be part of.
This was hardly the last time I was here, here I want to go every week and since the husband thinks the same, it will not be long until we sit there again and revel. The daughter was just as happy she was, it was even fun to refill the water glass.