Friday was my birthday so Poul and I were heading out for dinner. I was really craving Chinese hotpot, so I wanted to go to Xiao Wei Yang (Little Lamb) just across the street. Poul doesn’t like Chinese hotpot at all. In fact that’s among the very few kinds of food, he doesn’t like. But my birthday, my rules, so he had a sandwich at home and off we went.
Though unfortunately for me (and fortunately for Poul) the line outside was so long that we could only dream about getting a table before midnight. Xiao Wei Yang doesn’t take table reservations for parties of two, so really nothing we could have done to avoid it. Instead we went to Pier 7 next to Marina Mall and decided to have a look at the restaurants over there.
We started with a look at the 6th floor restaurant Asia Asia. Asian fusion sounded promising, but it seemed to be more of a lounge thingy and less of a place to have a romantic dinner, so we worked our way down until we ended up on the first floor, at Fümé. This causal eatery has been around for about a year now, but I’ve never been there before, and what a shame. This place is exactly what I’ve been looking for, ever since we moved to Dubai. A friendly, no frills dining spot in a prime location serving great food at reasonable prices.
The dishes are served “to share,” and they are brought to your table, when they are ready, so the borders between starters and mains are rather fluent. A lot of restaurants serve bread and butter complimentary, but at Fümé you pay for it. I wasn’t really sure what to think about that, but I’ve reached the conclusion that I actually prefer to pay 10AED and get a basket of really good sourdough bread with smoked butter and lava salt instead of those boring, dry baguettes you get for free at other places.
The Korean-spiced lamb chops were also wonderful. The generous rim of fat boosted the flavor and made the untraditional seasoning work very well. Poul is not a big fan of mac and cheese, but he is working on it, and he actually liked the mac and cheese at Fümé. At first I found it a bit too soggy, but after it has been sitting around for a little while, it became more firm and yummy.
We also had a Thai beef salad, but it was quite a miss. I had expected a traditional yum nua (Thai beef salad) available on every corner in Bangkok, so the bean sprouts overload really didn’t do it for me. Besides the beef was raw and not rare, which was ok for my part, but which I can imagine wouldn’t be for everyone. Fümé, give me a call. I have a much better recipe, which I would happily share.
Though this was only a minor cloud on an otherwise clear blue dining sky, and I haven’t even told you about the best part yet: The desserts! You know that I’ve been bitching a lot about the desserts here in Dubai, which tend to be way too sweet for my liking.
Probably because the restaurants are catering primarily to people from cultural backgrounds, who prefer their desserts sticky sweet, I don’t know, but let’s not go deeper into that, but just do a little happy-dance for Fümé, who makes the most scrumptious desserts in Dubai Marina. I don’t usually grade my dining experiences, but if I were asked to, I would say that the desserts we had at Fümé would get 11 out of 10.
And the service? That must be an 11 too. Every single staff member we were in contact with were awesome. They knew the items on the menu and they communicated the concept of the restaurant in a brief and clear way, and best of all: They seemed to really like their jobs.
The apple crumble with berries, which Poul had, came straight from the oven. It was served with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top and a small jug of custard on the side. Mix it all together and you have a messy-looking, very tasty bowl of deliciousness.
My lemon-meringue tart was served in a jar and the tangy taste of lemon mixed with the sweetness of the meringue was exactly what I wanted to round off the meal. We didn’t have any alcohol, but drinks were cheap (both the ones with alcohol and the non-alcoholic).
Poul has a lot to do at work right now, so he doesn’t drink any alcohol this month, and I’m being the supportive wife. Though tonight we’re going to a Christmas party at Pia’s house. Poul is driving, but I think I’ll have some Danish Gløgg. After all, it’s only Christmas once a year:)
I have been back to Fümé many times since then and I have written a bunch of blog posts. Here are some of them:
Fümé, Pier 7 Level 1, Dubai Marina, Dubai