On the other hand, I'd rather forget about the chillied buckwheat noodles - cold, slimy and claggy; or the spaghetti-like strips of chilled beef, doused in sugar, garlic and soy, sitting on shredded nashi pear and topped with a raw egg yolk: a candied steak tartare. High-ish prices don't seem to deter the largely Korean clientele - it's clearly an acquired taste.