Andrew S.
Yelp
Ren Omakase is an intimate omakase counter, sleekly designed with light wood and clean lines that maximize space without feeling cramped. Sitting at the counter transports you straight to Japan: serene, orderly, and designed so every detail has its place. It's a space that invites focus on the food and conversation, and it never felt crowded. Service was equally on point, with Khloe standing out for her warmth and attentiveness. She anticipated needs before we voiced them and kept the flow smooth without breaking the rhythm of the meal.
Dinner began with a rich opening -- shrimp, uni, caviar, chutoro -- a bold start that set a decadent tone, though it made the rest of the meal feel lighter by comparison. The crab with vinegar jelly carried nice acidity but leaned soft in texture. Sashimi had a gentle smokiness I enjoyed, though the cuts varied in thickness. Octopus was some of the most tender I've had, soft near the edges but still holding bite at the center. The kinki tempura with vinegar sauce was a standout for me -- bright and refreshing, probably my favorite flavor of the night. Abalone with a whipped cream-based sauce surprised me but worked. Chawanmushi with crab and truffle, however, felt busier, with textures overlapping rather than complementing.
The sushi itself had variety but portions leaned small. Tuna cuts in particular were squared, which made them feel less smooth in the mouth. The shari leaned sweet, with vinegar taking a back seat. Nodoguro and engawa were pleasant but lacked the fat or torching to really shine. The uni flight of three types stacked together sounded ambitious, but in practice it was too much in one bite -- they would've shown better individually. Wasabi packed more punch than expected, which may just be seasonal, but it tended to overshadow the more delicate fish.
Supplements helped round things out -- I added a saba handroll and some extra cuts of fish and left satisfied, though others in the group still felt portions came up light. One add-on, the ankimo, stood out for the wrong reasons. It was pounded into a sauce with a mortar and pestle, more liquid than solid, and the serving size was tiny for the price. Dessert of fruit with a yuzu sherbet and miso ice cream was refreshing and light, though sequencing mattered -- eating fruit first kept it bright, while finishing with fruit after the miso dulled the sweetness.
The attention to detail extended beyond the counter -- from the ceramics to the bathroom, complete with Toto Neorest, waterfall faucet, and Jo Malone scents. All told, it's a polished experience that balances warmth with precision.