Sunday, February 22, 2009

Eighteen (Happy Birthday Richard!)

Yesterday was my friend Richard's 23rd birthday. In celebration, 30+ of his friends gathered on a tatami mat for dinner. Being half Japanese, I never ever look forward to showy, over-priced, faux Japanese food..... Hibachi. Nakato, to be exact, is where we ended up.  
It's my avid opionion that Hibachi grills serve no other purpose than to entertain people who have not experienced Japanese cuisine. Americanized hibachi typically entails chicken, shrimp, onions, broccoli, zucchini.... salt. pepper. soy sauce, all cooked in front of you by a man named Juan, BLAH! 

I have to say, though, it's a genius business tactic. I envy Rocky Aoki, who is responsible for bringing this style of cooking from Japan....I mean, why else would they be allowed to charge so much for chicken fried rice, and zuchini splashed with a little Kikkoman, unless the guests were distracted, entranced by fancy knife work, and shrimp tails being flipped into chef's hats? People who dine at hibachi grills are begging to be ripped off; they pay for  two things: razzle and dazzle. As for me? Take me to Japan, and show me how its supposed to be, and how it's supposed to taste. 
 
Despite the disappointing food and the diminishing pride in my culture, we had such a great time. The company was unrivaled. It was all laughter and chaos, old stories and new memories, and questions like..... does he have to put his shoes back on to use the restroom? Plus,  I was graced with the poetic presence of my brilliant, beautiful, amorous, boyfriend (he knows who he is.... he's my only reader, and I am his lol). We shared green tea ice cream, miso soup, and ginger salad, all of it, sub-par. But I think, a little less sub-par simply because we shared it.

 I hate that people receive this kind of food as "Japanese food". They have not even an inkling of what it really is (as if I do). I guess once you've had the best- Hashiguchi Jr... refer to Blog #5- nothing else cuts it, even if the guy cooking your food can make an Onion Volcano.

5 comments:

Jimi Cravity said...

this is why i check your blog multiple times a day! I love your writing! third paragraoh you were channeling Lewis!! Ur phenomenal!!

{{the comic book kid}} said...

so u tell me that they do the same ole tricks at every one of these joints...thats messed up...i thought i was getting an exclusive show

One Concerned Mother said...

I guess I'll have to send you a dining stipend just so you will write more frequently. Check is in the mail.

Anonymous said...

so,

since when have we been dating?

i must know.

Anonymous said...

My wife, half Japanese, has exactly the same reaction to Hibachi as you do. But in Nakato's defense, if you stay away from the hibachi and sit in the other area, and have the one pot dishes, then you get something both cool and considerably more authentic. Shabu-shabu at Nakato isn't bad at all.

FnS.