Important second-date-sushi-related development.
We’re replacing your regularly scheduled sashimi boat for two with a sashimi boat for one.
It was necessary.
Especially if you’re going to leave room for lobster ramen, chunks of Wagyu and furious beats.
Get to know Kibo, a huge, bi-level, Japanese palace in Gramercy that’s rewritten the sushi rule book to include robata-grilled meats, pork belly ramen and a Guinness Book of World Records–sized collection of sake, taking reservations now and opening next Monday.
Rare is the sushi spot that comes with its own house DJ and glass-enclosed yakitori grill pit. Even rarer is the sushi spot replete with its own red-light district (read: crimson-bathed, sunken, small-plate lounge, not Amsterdam).
So where you’d normally be confined to a small corner table, your only entertainment being a bowl of edamame and an impromptu chopstick drum solo, here you’ll have an embarrassment of riches (loosely defined as two lounges, one open-air veranda and multiple Wagyu steak skewers) at your disposal.
Starting at the bottom, you’ll begin with appetizers/drinks by reading light in the plush scarlet den. The next move: front-row robata seats for scallion-accented Kobe. Lastly, slip upstairs to a DJ-equipped alcove for dessert.
Or a musical sake interlude.
We’re replacing your regularly scheduled sashimi boat for two with a sashimi boat for one.
It was necessary.
Especially if you’re going to leave room for lobster ramen, chunks of Wagyu and furious beats.
Get to know Kibo, a huge, bi-level, Japanese palace in Gramercy that’s rewritten the sushi rule book to include robata-grilled meats, pork belly ramen and a Guinness Book of World Records–sized collection of sake, taking reservations now and opening next Monday.
Rare is the sushi spot that comes with its own house DJ and glass-enclosed yakitori grill pit. Even rarer is the sushi spot replete with its own red-light district (read: crimson-bathed, sunken, small-plate lounge, not Amsterdam).
So where you’d normally be confined to a small corner table, your only entertainment being a bowl of edamame and an impromptu chopstick drum solo, here you’ll have an embarrassment of riches (loosely defined as two lounges, one open-air veranda and multiple Wagyu steak skewers) at your disposal.
Starting at the bottom, you’ll begin with appetizers/drinks by reading light in the plush scarlet den. The next move: front-row robata seats for scallion-accented Kobe. Lastly, slip upstairs to a DJ-equipped alcove for dessert.
Or a musical sake interlude.
