Just before I sadly left behind my beloved Nakameguro, I went to my favorite soba restaurant, which is absolutely excellent - we'll leave that one for another time. Also, two weeks before I had eaten a wonderful kakesoba in Saitama-ken. I might have been all soba-ed out, but I just can't get enough! So, when I got here to the Big Apple, naturally I wanted to find only the best. According to some random articles Sobakoh is *the* place. Well, let's move on to the food.
To start, my friend and I ordered a misogindara (sea bass) which was very tasty, but a bit on the sweet side. I then moved on to kakesoba. The soup was reasonable - I especially liked the addition of a slight bit of citrus (whose name escapes me presently). The soba itself, unfortunately, I feel was overboiled! The noodles were even a bit 'short', having broken up. That was a bit of a showstopper for me. I am very willing to give it another try, and get zarusoba, which might have a better chance of maintaining structural integrity.
The soba-dude in the window is a nice touch, but ultimately it's not about the show, it's about the food!
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