Sadly, this is a typical bs yuppie restaurant which coopts a Japanese name, yet serves poor imitations of Japanese dishes. It's a real shame too, since the space it so amazing. One more piece of advice - if your waitresses are from Long Island and don't speak Japanese, don't make them welcome the patrons with 'Irasshaimase!' - there's nothing authentic about it, it's just insulting, or ridiculous, or both.
Food-wise, I had only unaju, which was total crap. Come on guys, you can get the sauce from the freakin' supermarket! Why are you trying to mess with it when you don't understand it?!
The bar is cool, but I'd never eat there again. Oh, I just remembered - my vodka tonic was weak too! Sigh...
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