| Sake: Japanese Restaurant, Panama City |
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| Written by Matt Landau | |
| Sunday, July 15 2007 | |
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I called in a reservation but they lost it, so when I appeared at the door they tried to make me out to be the idiot who “thought he made a reservations but actually didn’t”. This was not the only annoying thing about Sake. Because it was a relatively hot night, we wanted to sit inside (though the patio looked pleasant). We were led down to the lounge area which actually reminded me of the room my parents used to stick me when they had nice dinners: a sort of hidden-away area where I wouldn’t embarrass anyone. In the lounge area, were several other groups who couldn’t get a normal table either: we basked in our collective shortcomings. The décor in Sake is very modern and trendy: it made me want to buy fine wire-rim glasses and wear Chuck Taylor’s while listening to my iPod. The lighting is romantic, the bar stocked, and the waiters snazzily dressed. Between the three of us in our party, we must’ve ordered ten things, the first of which were soy beans, salads, and sushi. The sushi was very fresh and the rice was perfectly seasoned (even a little bit warm which I like). The vegetarian salad was this sketchpad-sized plate with a number of peculiar, and honestly flavorless, things: kiwi, avocado, bean sprouts, lettuce, carrot, raw mushroom, seaweed…etc. The thing seriously looked like something I’d throw together the night before a big trip, essentially a compost heap of leftovers; very bizarre.
The waiter was clearly overworked and regularly took 10 minutes to deliver rounds of drinks. The old man sitting near us would call out for the guy from across the room: I suppose this is how you get your food here. We spent the time watching the plasma TV which was showing a special on the Playboy mansion.
The remainder of the dishes came staggered which was nice. The fish was very fresh for everything, however in the California roll, they used that crummy mayonnaise crab compote which more looks like confetti: gross. I asked instead for a normal California roll sans mayo but he informed me he’d have to charge me for the one I couldn’t eat: Great, I thought to myself. Now I’ll have something to throw at you guys when I leave. We also ordered a steak which literally never arrived. They just’ve forgotten about it or something. Eventually, we told them we just wanted to cancel the order and get outta there and, noticing our dismay, the waiter brought tempura and a free round of drinks to try to make amends. It worked because we like free drinks. In reality, the food at Sake is quite good. The wait staff can be compromised when the place is full which seems like every popular week night: as our waiter was walking about as fast as you can be without running, leaping up stairs three and four at time. In the bathrooms they have small personalized towels and mouthwash which is a nice touch in my book. The maitre’de had a bit of an attitude but I wasn’t there to make friends. Dinner for three with drinks was $105 excluding tip: come on guys, if you want to be Miami cool and charge Miami prices, can't you throw together something better than that?
Sake: 2.5 Stars |
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