Perhaps it's all the pop culture we've been exposed to, but doesn't a Japanese restaurant named Kinki send a slightly suggestive message? Are we talking slurping green tea from someone's belly button, or eating sushi off a naked body? Sadly, no.
Fortunately for foodies, however, Kinki adds some new fusion flavours into the saturated scene of Japanese restaurants in town. It serves Japanese dishes with unusual twists and almost zero kinks on the plate. The venue is actually the second branch of Kinki, following the original in Singapore.
Once you get out of the elevator at Rain Hill's rooftop level, the first thing you'll notice is the restaurant's mascot - a sumo wrestler with a fish on his head. It is said that Kinki's creator once wanted to become a Japanese wrestler but couldn't due to his small stature (by sumo standards). After realising he couldn't be king of the ring, he decided to become king of the kitchen instead.
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