I’ll admit it, I’m obsessed with Wagamama
An ode to my spiritual mecca

The food
Even though the katsu sauce isn’t as good as it used to be, the chicken katsu curry is still one of my favourite dishes of all time. If I had to chose one meal to for the rest of my life, it would be the katsu. If I had to chose one dish to be stuck with on a desert island, this would be it. I don’t need to handed a menu when I walk in. Chicken katsu curry, that is the one, that is what I want. 71. Number 71. “Can I order straight away?” “Yeah let me just get someone to take your order.” Ugh, I don’t want to wait a second longer.
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The communal vibe
It doesn’t matter if you’re Boris Johnson, Howard Moon (I have seen both of these in my local Wagamama’s, by the way – the Angel branch if you were wondering) or a pauper student like me. In here, everyone is equal. The long rows of benches make you feel like you’re just having a meal with friends, sharing the katsu-experience with all these other beautiful souls, feeling their energies through the bench. It forces you to forget everything you know about awkward English behaviour and helps break down the social norms we’re used to. I actually spoke to one of the waiters the other day and he said Wagamama’s is unlike most restaurants and it like a big family – so many of the regulars he has known for years (yes, guilty as charged) and he loves seeing them come back again and again – he said he has even seen one of his regulars grow from a teenager to a father. Truly heartwarming.
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The waiters
The free green tea

It’s universal








