Todd Lando
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I had what was probably the best sushi experience of my life at Migaku in Seattle. I did the $170 chef’s kaiseki tasting at the counter, and every single dish was exceptional. It’s hard to put into words how well-executed this was—not just the food, but the entire experience.
The atmosphere is small and intimate, with a kind of calm, minimalist warmth that immediately makes you feel like you’ve stepped out of Seattle and into Japan. Everything is quiet, precise, and intentional. There’s no flash or showmanship—just deep skill, restraint, and care.
The fish was pristine. Easily some of the best I’ve ever tasted, not just in terms of freshness but in the way it was handled and presented. Perfect cuts, perfect temperature, nothing drowned in sauces or overdone. Just exactly what it needed to be.
And the wagyu. I’m not exaggerating when I say it stopped me in my tracks. One of the richest, most memorable bites I’ve had in any restaurant, anywhere.
The service was outstanding. The staff was genuinely kind and attentive, with a quiet confidence that made the whole evening feel special without being stuffy. They explained each course without over-talking it, gave space where it was needed, and made sure the pacing was just right.
For a meal at this level, the portions were surprisingly generous. It’s a high-end experience, yes, but by the end I felt like I got every bit of value out of the price.
This is one of the rare places I’d give six stars if I could. It deserves serious recognition—this is the kind of restaurant that should be on Michelin’s radar.