When I first moved to Cambridge to study I still did a bit of part time cheffing to help pay the bills and worked in the kitchen at All Bar One. There was a branch of Wagamama above us and we had a connecting staircase.Katsu is a religious experience!
We were all bored of eating off our own menu so one evening I crept upstairs and suggested to their head chef that we cook for each other. So I took a load of burgers and tapas up to feed them and in return, they later dropped off a smorgasbord of Asian delights. That’s when I discovered the joy of chicken katsu. Fortunately for me, Wagamama only use a very small amount of coconut milk in theirs so I don’t get coconarked 👍