Dorayaki! No, I didn’t sneeze but
thank you for the courtesy “bless you”. Chances are if you’re reading this
however that you already know what Dorayaki is and you don’t think I attacked
my keyboard. You may even have tried it, if not. Why not? Stop reading this and
find some, make some or pray for some.
I’ll explain them to those
unfortunate enough to not have yet experienced these Japanese delights. They
are pretty simple to describe, two pancakes on top of each other sandwiching
any filling you can imagine. The traditional filling is Red bean paste. Don’t
recoil at the idea of pasted beans for dessert; believe me it sounds much worse
than it tastes. They are essentially pancakes with something jammed in the
middle, I have tried to make my own but it takes a better cook than I to make
the fluffy pancakes needed. The centre ranges as far as your imagination can
take you, for this review I’ll only be looking at the four you can buy from one
fast food chain alone.
How could I ever have doubted these beauties? |
I’ll start logically with the first
one I tried custard filled Dorayaki. This is clearly not very traditional but
at the time it was what my curious but wary mind would try. From my first
tentative bite however I was hooked. The pancake was light and fluffy with its
own very subtle flavour of vanilla. It seemed to possess the power to melt in
your mouth perfectly too. I’m not usually a fan of pancakes; often they are
rather heavy on their own before you even begin to pile on the sickly sauces
needed to flavour them. These were more like little light sponges, airy, round
and very moreish.
The filling was something to behold
too, a nice thick helping of custard (with a solid texture that held its
shape), very creamy and very custardy tasting. It complemented the vanilla
pancake well and the two create a great combination of sweetness that is
unmatched by any other dessert I’ve tried. I believe I could consume many of
these in one sitting without feeling sick, guilty or full. It’s sweet enough to
end a meal but also not so sweet that I couldn’t justify having it as a midday
snack on its own. Basically “ME LIKEY”!
My girlfriend's favorite |
One slightly unsettling thought
however I find is that all of the pancakes look and taste the same. Now I know
Wasabi are a fast food chain and therefore these are made traditionally but I
they feel so authentic that it troubles me to imagine them being a mass produced
item. I can’t complain however as they taste just so good so thoughts of mass
production are soon forgotten. The Green Tea filling was first to go. It had
the same thick custard texture thick, creamy and just as smooth. The taste
started out with an initial sugary burst that faded away into a pleasingly
bitter taste of tea. This tea taste added another level as it took away the
sweetness perfectly without overpowering it.
Texture isn't as off putting as you'd think |
The last flavour, cream cheese I
picked up as I passed back through Waterloo at 7am on a Friday. The weather
outside was that horrible dreary British drizzle that makes you question why
you got up at all. I hoped the Dorayaki could lift my spirits; it did that and
much more! The filling was light and creamy akin to whipped cream with pieces
of beans inside that kept it interesting. It began with the same initial
sweetness that fades before it becomes dull. In this case an awesome quality
cream cheese. Instantly this became my favourite and I am only saddened by the
knowledge that it could be a while before I try it again. I urge anyone reading
this to try it before they die.
Look at possible perfection folks. |
Overall I highly recommend trying
Dorayaki. Not just Wasabi’s however, a simple google search should fill you
with as much ideas and inspiration to want to go out and gobble them all up. If
you do pass a Wasabi though get in there and try the cream cheese, you’ll thank
me.
Score
Custard: 7.5 out of 11
Green tea: 8 out of 11
Red bean paste: 7 out of 11
Cream cheese 10 out of 11
Found
These four variants are from WasabiFinal Thoughts
I would but I have a train to catch (once I think of an excuse).
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