I expected: small, welcoming, low-key, neighborhood place to for sushi and kushiage. I got: Japanese restaurant where the sushi chefs not only don't welcome you with a traditional ""irrashaimase!"", but where they barely pay attention to you throughout the meal! Sat at the sushi bar & received perfunctory service at best. Two Japanese parties, however, were practically waited on hand & foot by owner Sachiko, who said exactly seven words to us the entire visit: ""Would you like to order more sake?"" Food: fair to middling, not worth any hype. Funniest part: trying to pass off a ""hanbaga"" (Japanese hamburger) as ""Japanese-style beef tartare"" on a ""kaiseki sampler""! Sorry - you can get a typical hamburger with gravy at any Tokyo corner joint. Keep pulling the wool over the eyes of the bridge & tunnel crowd, Sachiko - this o-kyaku will take his business elsewhere.
Pros: Restaurant ambiance, Sashimi acceptable
Cons: Very poor service, Aloof sushi chefs, Ignored by owner
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