3rd time here but it would be the last time. Walked in at 11:25pm and was welcomed in by the manager/owner saying that we're the "last one" for the night. Perfect! - or so I thought.
Was sat down right by the kitchen bar/area and was rushed by the server to order as it was last call for the kitchen. We understood and we knew what we wanted and ordered the Karage, Tako Wasabi, Tonkotsu Ramen and a Sake Sampler.
The Karage came in an instant - as we were just finished ordering. It did look like it was cooked but I could see the oil still soaked in the batter already drenching the parchment paper underneath. 3/5
Tako Wasabi was surprisingly good 4/5 and a good portion size.
Tonkotsu Ramen 1/5 - Salty. Salty. Salty. The pork that came with it was all fat and the soup itself was luke warm, nearing cold.
Sake Sampler was alright. Can't really go wrong with Sake.
But then everything went wrong as soon at we approach closing time.
11:45PM we were given the bill, without us noticing at the side of the table. Server came by a few minutes later asking have we paid yet - pointing to the bill. I said no, we didn't even see it. But I understood they want to settle since it's closing. Paid the bill and continued eating. I just received my Sake Sampler and another server came by started to clean the bar area right next to me - while spraying cleaning solutions all over the table and I can see the spray clouds droplets go into my Sake. Before I could say anything, another server came by and told us "we're closing now" I nodded and said yes we'll finish up soon.
I look around and see that there are 30 people party in the back still drinking and eating, and a few more tables still eating and drinking. I turn back to my food, but then another server came by to tell us we're closing. Do they not communicate with each other?
Needless to say 2 more other servers came by even before the clock hits 12:00AM. And I was fed up. I got up and went to the manager who sat us down and told him everything. He barely listened to what I had to say, rushed a few "sorries" and continued counting his money.
Don't come here late at night. Or just don't come here at all.