As only the second restaurant I've seen that serves spicy tuna on tempura Oba leaves, I had to give Mikasa a try. The interior is neon chic, with almost a Hollywood-Hills domicile-blurring distinction between the interior and terrace. Service was friendly and, how shall I say: reservedly inquisitive?
The dishes were expertly prepared (sashimi was sliced and curled perfectly, rolls were uniformly sliced to CNC specs, plating was artistic and balanced), but a complete lack of spice in the spicy tuna was a disappointment and the tempura Oba leaves had that slightly soggy texture tempura gets when it's been left out too long (or worse, been placed in a refrigerator).
Overall it was still a good experience, but even though I dined alone I was left feeling like I'd gone on a date with a very beautiful model who talked about her looks the whole time.