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| - I'm nearly ashamed to admit I've eaten here.
Twice.
The first time, I didn't pay for it (thank christ). I remember the bill clearly. Server took the docket, looked inside (it was like, $20 more than the bill - way over 20%) and rudely inquired, "Do you need change?" My dining partner, clearly taken aback and never intending to give the twit a 30% tip, uttered a reluctant, "Uh...no. I guess not."
The second, I couldn't even talk to my friend. It was too frickin' loud. Stupid loud. Like a club. But you sit down here and overpay for food. I ordered a few items. Waitress moron (different idiot this time) had the gall to correct my pronunciation. I speak Japanese. She did not. But clearly, she was 20 and a waitress at Ra which therefore trumped my language legitimacy. The service here is really bad.
Again, it pains me to have to say it, but this "restaurant" is another that does not know what Japanese food is. Yes they have the hiragana "ra" character accurately depicted in their decor. Yes, red and black is used to create that dark, moody, hip, trendy, "exotic" feeling or somesuch. Yes, there is some raw fish behind a glass bar. But this alone does not make a Japanese restaurant.
Ra thinks so, however. I beg to differ. The rolls look like something a kid that ate alot of crayons threw up all over. Mango, lime, red - WTF?!?! There's nothing balanced, pleasurable, or memorable about their taste. The apps are so unimpressive. You can get half of what they offer in the freezer section of any Asian market. Sake? Some of the cheapest out there with a ridiculous markup. Fish is not fresh or cut correctly for sushi, from what I could see. Nigiri? I wouldn't even dare. That's Japanese for the sushi rice with a small slice of fish on top. But what would I know? Let me check with my waitress. Since she peddles here for the dinner shift, she must be automatically fluent.
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