Weird to find a Hibachi style Japanese steakhouse out in the distant hills of western Pittsburgh, but here it is. It was rather empty on a Saturday night, and it's admittedly weird to have a white guy doing your hibachi cooking but he was real friendly and chatty and did a fine job preparing everything. The kitchen and servers did forget my steamed rice and had to be bugged for it, however.
The food was fresh and rich with flavor, and despite the highish hibachi prices the multi-course meal felt reasonably satisfying. They did leave me hanging an inordinately long time on paying the check, though, like they forgot I had yet to pay. The service overall was unduly lax, even though the cooking was great and they were reasonably cordial.
I gather the options in Pittsburgh are thin for hibachi, so if you're really craving it it's worth a trip, though in general it's not a destination.