1/5 YiGe H. 3 years ago on Google
Read
upfront:
Waku
Ghin
is
owned
by
MBS
casino
now.
Feel
free
to
visit
only
if
you
don't
mind
being
seated
accidentally
next
to
some
VIP
guests
and
you
have
a
small
enough
ego
to
be
treated
as
a
second
class
citizen
despite
paying
$700++
per
head
for
dinner.
Some
background
info:
We
were
here
a
couple
of
times
in
the
past
few
years
and
considered
ourselves
hardcore
fans.
We
knew
a
few
chefs
by
face
and
had
huge
respect
for
this
place,
the
craftsmanship,
the
presentation,
everything.
All
of
them
were
reduced
to
zero
after
our
last
visit.
It
was
our
anniversary,
we
made
it
known
to
the
restaurant
and
were
in
for
a
splurge
so
we
reserved
the
most
expensive
omakase
set
at
$700++
Where
to
begin
with?
Menu.
We
did
not
need
any
introduction
of
any
course
served
during
the
night(mare),
because
the
couple
next
to
us
was
consistently
served
ahead
of
us
(by
at
least
one
course)
despite
showing
up
the
latest
at
the
counter
table.
Oftentimes
as
they
finish
up
eating
a
course,
ours
were
literally
not
prepared
yet,
so
I
would
peek
and
tell
my
partner,
ah
the
next
one
is
hairy
crab,
it's
otoro,
etc.
There
were
no
staff
member
around
for
the
majority
of
the
dinner
time.
Instead
of
preparing
food
in
front
of
you
as
how
they
did
before,
food
were
handed
out
from
a
mysterious
side
door.
We
were
staring
in
the
huge
blank
space
in
front
of
us
the
whole
time
while
waiting
for
the
couple
next
to
us
to
finish
eating.
Then
it
would
be
our
turn.
The
average
interval
between
courses
(for
us
and
the
other
non-VIP
guests)
could
be
up
to
10
minutes.
The
head
chef
(whose
name
the
restaurant
shares)
checked
up
on
this
room
once,
oops
I
meant
the
VIP
couple
only,
exchanging
greetings,
asking
about
dietary
needs
and
apologizing
for
so
and
so
for
about
5
minutes.
He
left
the
room
immediately
after
without
so
much
as
glancing
at
the
rest
of
the
room.
Throughout
dinner,
my
partner
was
whispering
to
me,
maybe
they
got
our
order
differently?
Maybe
they
thought
we
were
having
a
set
of
$500
(the
cheaper
omakase
set)?
Food.
Before
our
visit,
we
had
zero
doubts
of
the
crazy
price
tag
($700+),
as
we
were
sure
the
legendary
food
would
blow
our
mind
as
before
and
live
up
to
the
whatever
number
it
is
the
restaurant
randomly
picked.
We
were
OKAY
with
that.
Such
were
our
confidence
in
the
old
Waku
Ghin.
No
more.
Service
aside,
what
we
had
was
comparable
to
any
small
Japanese
restaurant
that
claims
to
have
sashimi,
fish
roe,
and
uni,
whose
only
presence
serve
to
say,
hey,
we
did
throw
in
a
few
expensive
ingredients.
We
were
not
a
reap
off,
at
least
not
that
obvious.
Another
mystery:
a
tall
caucasian
guy
seemed
to
be
serving
the
VIP
couple
next
to
us
exclusively.
He
did
not
look
like
he
belonged
to
the
service
team
as
he
dashed
in
and
out
of
the
room
only
to
check
on
the
said
couple
multiple
times
throughout
the
night,
converse
with
them,
and
occasionally
get
their
empty
plates
etc.
I
was
shown
a
first-class
service
by
the
example
of
others.
P.S.
they
completely
forgot
about
our
anniversary.
What
was
a
better
joke
than
I
left
mid-dessert
to
touch
up
on
lipstick
expecting
a
photo
to
be
taken
sometime
soon
with
a
'Happy
Anniversary'
custom
plate,
and
found
it
completely
unnecessary?
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