"The meat labeled as Kobe did not taste authentic at all (having lived in Japan, I've tried various types of wagyu), and it was tough with a lot of tendon that made it hard to chew. I wouldn't say it was bad, but it certainly didn't resemble Kobe beef. The cauliflower had a bit of raw flour in the center, though they did remove that from my bill. The pork jowl arrived frozen solid, and the scallops were just bland, almost rubbery. If we hadn't been so hungry and unable to find another restaurant that wasn't packed on a Friday night in San Francisco, we probably would have left. Plus, we needed a place to settle down and get some work done. And definitely avoid the corn on the cob — it could easily explode in your face. On the positive side, the service was excellent, and the ambiance and food presentation were impressive."
