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| - Imagine spaghetti that you tried to make with limited ingredients in your dorm room, way back when (or, perhaps for some, more recently.) Then reduce that by two, and you get Ken Oh.
My boyfriend and I were super excited to try this place because it had a cool logo and boasted of "Japanese spaghetti," which we had been anticipating for months. We had read about some low ratings on YELP, but were giving it a try anyway, expecting that worst come to worst, it would be like Shiso Tree Café uptown. I ordered the okonomiyaki special on a sizzling plate and my boyfriend ordered the Hamberg.
No. The reviews are right - Ken Oh is so far from Japanese spaghetti. Hell, it's not even spaghetti. It's like someone took the watery leftover contents of a ketchup packet and poured it over half baked noodles and slapped a microwavable burger patty on it. I can't even begin to describe how unappetizing it was (in fact, it was so bad that my boyfriend and I still get goosebumps thinking about it.) Even when food is just so-so.we still try to finish everything on our plate, and this was the first place where neither of us could do it. It was just sickeningly bad. Don't be fooled by the "house make ketchup sauce" description - this place is crazy pricey and You can make something much better yourself at home (or from a Michelina's microwavable meal. I wish I was kidding.)
Save yourself the trouble and opt out of this place. Its decent customer service really doesn't make up for downright inedible food.
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