This summer we received a gift certificate to a restaurant in the city. Actually, the gift certificate was good at one of three restaurants in the city, all of them pricey. Two of them we had already been to, so we took the opportunity to try the new place, since it was a freebie. If we hated it, well, we didn't pay, and if we loved it, we had a new place we had just tried out for with no cost to us (except the bridge. Unbelievably, with all that snow and immobile cars we found a spot on the street...right across from a parking garage!).
The place was really nice, the ambiance cool and sleek, but warm. We were seated upstairs, the cocktail was delicious, so I definitely had a little buzz going as we ordered. Wanting to learn from my mistakes, I decided, when in a Japanese restaurant, order something Japanese. Well, now there is a corollary to that. When in an EXPENSIVE Japanese restaurant/steakhouse order a steak, and order the most expensive one if you're going with a gift certificate!. You're not likely to be disappointed. What we ordered was good, just not super flavorful or filling. It was definitely traditional, and an experience. Thin pieces of meat in sweet broth with vegetables was the Sukiyaki, and the other dish, Shabu,Shabu came as a broth and vegetables in a tureen suspended over a butane fire accompanied by a plate of paper thin pieces of raw meat that you swish around in the broth to cook it.
They put the swishy soup in front of me, and gave MBB the other one. I cook every night....we switched after about two minutes! The desserts were excellent , amazing, really, the service a little too on top of things, they cleared really quickly,( but we did not feel rushed at all). When we were finished, we took a look downstairs before we left....
There are a few things in this world that tell you you're old. Being put upstairs in this particular establishment seems to be one of them. I guess they leave that area for the cool people, cuz it was hopping and big and fun looking. The bar and the sushi bar were down there.
We're going to have to go back (maybe just dessert and drinks), just so we can sit in the A list section...we will dress accordingly.
Oh, and guy with the sweater and bow-tie with jeans? There's a reason they stuck a twenty-something like you upstairs with us old folks.
3 comments:
(1) Wherever I'm sitting IS the A-list section.
(2) Memo to jeans/bowtie guy: The 1980s called. They want their glasses back.
are you protecting someone by giving all the details except the name of the restaraunt? like whats the point if you don't tell us where to go?
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