Last night, I had my fist experience with Miyake, the infamous sushi joint in Palo Alto. As one of my friends commented, it seems a bit contradictory - usually Japanese restaurants are all about zen, not disco balls and techno music. Sadly, we didn't partake in the famous sake bombs (finals, you know), which may have made the long wait for our sushi more bareable, or the food taste better.
It's a tossup as to what was the highlight of the evening.
- the lights going down, the strobe lights turning on, the techno music getting louder, and the eight year old girl getting on to her table to start dancing
- the birthday girl from the table next to us getting the traditional Miyake treatment of shots from the staff while standing on her chair. the girls all had braces. (I later found out it was Sprite)
Posted by dahl at December 4, 2004 2:36 PM
I stood on the chairs at Miyake! Only one time, and trust me, one was plenty. But I did.
Sounds a little terrifying.
I love sushi, but I'm a purist. I have a feeling I would hate this place.