After reading reviews and driving around, we came to Geisha a GoGo. Staff was great... Other diners were not. The music was seemingly loud for 7:45 on a Wednesday and still couldn't drown out the vulgar and volume of the three tables surrounding our family. I counted 30-or-so f-bombs in the time it took our appetizers to arrive. Goyaza was fab, edamame was hot fresh and salty. But when the party of 6 at the neighboring table began slamming their fists on the table to emphasize cackling laughter, along with a expletive that made all three kids look up, we got up, paid our check and left. I was bummed; it would have been great to try the original- if a little precocious/hoitytoity- rolls.
Be warned. This isn't a family friendly restaurant! This is frat bro/sorority sis land. Better off going to p f chiangs