Elisa H.
Yelp
No piece of sushi or sashimi will be bad here; it is only a matter of good to amazing comparison. They do charge by piece so I will dutifully proffer the very best to the ones you can skip.
It is like a revolving door with quick and attentive service here; like a well-oiled machine, Gari knows how to turn over it's shi-shi clientele. We sat at the bar and had the jolliest chef but I had to tickle it out of him. Standing elbow to back with 3 others, space was limited but the chefs each knew exactly what to do minutely. We were never rushed even though the seats on either side were changed twice before we had finished our 2 hour omakase. Our gracious server even brought 3 tastings of sake because I couldn't decide if I'd wanted a glass.
Without further ado...
The foie gras. The liver just bursted with a buttery, fat emulsion that coated the sweet rice, poached pear and bits of jelly, teeing off the most perfect bite. Hands down, one should start and end with the foie gras.
Although we didn't start that way, otoro was not a bad way to start. Delectable, rich, otoro here was brushed with sweet dashi and served sashimi styled dolloped with a ginger confit. That is Gari's MO- lightly brush each piece of fish with a signature sauce or simple soy and then, layer it with intricate toppings or a sprinkle of whimsy, but everything is treated and thought out.
We had the fluke with a bit of crunch topped with salad, lotus and scallion oil. Simple and clean. Stronger in fish flavor than its predecessor, yellowtail sashimi with heat from jalapeño oil was not favored by my companion but it was right up my alley. Next, the salmon belly sushi was a feast for the eyes and the tongue. I asked for uni for a change of pace and our little pots were filled with saccharine, crabby, goodness. Next came chef's Japanese smoked snow trout sushi with quail egg, a splendid combination. But honestly, we could eat a bowl of delicious rice and egg mixture alone.
I had a glass of fruity Nabeshima junmai ginjo sake that went well with the fish. Chef decided upon grilled baby octopus with uni and of course, I didn't mind it one bit. I asked for mackerel and was delivered the Best Japanese or of another origin, mackerel I've ever had. It was a beauty. Sweet and salty, cured mackerel where the skin melds into the meat as one, was crisp and silken. A gentle chiffonad of shiso and pickled shallots, a douse of soy to dress the mackerel- it was Fcking divine.
My companion had called it quits 3 pieces ago but I was having such a good time at the flavor buffet I didn't pay mind to how full I really was. We had other pieces of less than stellar quality fish as well. Ikura for a palette cleanser was fun. I asked to end on a high note and was served none other. Seared foie gras sashimi with balsamic reduction is that mouthwatering last piece that would kill you if you eat it or if you do not.
It was my birthday that I was treated to such a good meal and my companion would not leave without everyone knowing so. Be warned, if you ask for singing, it's like a moment of the Price is Right when you've guessed the right number and the entire concession reverberates with song and dance. Gari did just that and it was hell of embarrassing for 8 whole seconds. But the lovely patrons clapped and I felt uber special soon after; I would not have this night end any other way.