Naming a restaurant "Henry the VIII Shabu Shabu" is a little like calling a place "O'Connor Spaghetti". I know, to each his/her own. My wife, the gourmet of Japanese food, said she would give this restaurant a 2.5 only. However, her mother was a dynamite cook - Yumiko is pretty great, too - and I think she's being a little harsh on them. Almost all the food is brought to the table uncooked (rice is the exception, of course) and swirled through a pan of piping hot water piece-by-piece until ready, usually thin sliced beef with various vegetables. Other (pre-cooked) food is often available for a price. As one may imagine, presentation means a lot when the food comes uncooked, but the reputation of a place is made on the quality of the two sauces. For my money, it was delicious and I'll give it a four. Split the difference between Yumiko and me (I?) and call it a three. Why not a four, you ask? It was small, narrow and crowded which means quite a bit to the handicapped...sorry, pardon me, my apologies, didn't mean to bump into you, m'am, ad nauseam.
Own or manage this property? Claim your listing for free to respond to reviews, update your profile and much more.