Paul C.
Google
We had the autumn omakase and it was absolutely puzzling how a restaurant could charge so much for a meal executed so poorly.
It seemed like they did have quality ingredients, but pretty much not one course was impressive or tasty. Most of the time it was under-seasoned, and severely lacked the umami that you'd expect from any wagyu preparation. The nail in the coffin was the last savory dish: wagyu rice. It tasted like something I'd prepare with some leftover rice and pieces of beef from the fridge as a midnight snack. It was so bad I didn't even take a photo.
The trio of wagyu preparations was also underwhelming. The first one was way too fatty. The second was way too chewy. The last one was not bad, but by then I was losing my appetite.
They also had this really weird showmanship thing going on where they'd show you the ingredients like "omg look at these amazing huge truffles". But that only heightened the disappointment from the sheer lack of flavor in the dishes.
The service was poor. You could tell the servers weren't trained well. I accidentally cracked the egg shell and its contents spilled over, and not one server came to help me clean. I had to request it and even then the server only half-heartedly helped. My tea cup had a hair stuck underneath and when I pointed it out, I didn't get an apology or any acknowledgement of the mistake. Just silence.
The ambiance was nice, but they had this grill going on with hay burning underneath it, and soot was flying all over the place, landing around our plates.
It felt like a tourist trap. Maybe it was. It was almost comical how ridiculously bad the experience was. Never again.