Hibachi dining was once a novelty reserved for special occasions. While such spots are plentiful today, the challenge now is making sure the food is equal to the theatrics. Our dinner at Atami delivered on both counts. While on the pricey side (the same fare at lunch is half-off), our…
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It’s hard to remember the days when Musashino was the premier, albeit almost only, sushi spot in town. It’s where Tyson Cole (who went on to found the Uchi empire) and Kazu Fukumoto learned to slice fish, and now Fukumoto has his own spot. As you’re heralded by greetings, you’ll…
A roomful of (mostly young) folks contentedly wielding chopsticks and slurping noodles is proof that this California chain has found its niche in Midtown. Piping-hot brussels sprouts tempura and cold Sapporo beers got us off to a good start, but we agreed that the No. 1 ramen bowl—tonkotsu black, with…
This casual spot from the team behind Fat Bao is the first sushi bar in the northern Heights. Our initial experience with the inventive menu was hit-and-miss. The Balsamic Tuna was generous but overly sweet. The Miss Piggy roll intrigued, with its marinated apple and fried pork belly, but it…
