Celebrated the man's mom's clean bill of health for the year (after a number of thorough medicals) and her birthday at Shabu Shabu Gen. We are very glad that all health issues are controlled and the regular doses of medication are doing their jobs. Till now, I dunno how old the MIL is! Neither does the man! We could only estimate it at about 73 years old. We suppose that's a close enough guess, but it's not exact. 😂
The menu is expectedly limited in its traditional shabu shabu offerings, but it's sufficient for our needs. It's got all the classic ingredients required at good quality. Beef is imported from Kagoshima and Hida, and the man enjoyed his dose of protein. Importantly, the broth is excellent. The shingiku served is properly sweet and doesn't lend that horrible flavor local tang oh holds. Ribeye, tongue, pork loin, vegetables, mushrooms and king crab meat were more than enough for dinner. We rounded off the meal with plain ramen. That was delicious.
Shabu Shabu Gen is pricey, but the quality of food isn't compromised for now. But please don't compare the service standards to Japan. It doesn't match up. The restaurant continues to annoy me by refusing to lay out two sets of chopsticks (one to eat and a longer one to cook with) for diners. Arrrrgh. Get with the hygiene please. Well, we could certainly ask for extra chopsticks, but cooking with a pair of short wooden chopsticks in a pot of steaming broth is just asking to steam my fingers. Although the restaurant manager never fails to rub me up the wrong way (figuratively) with that patronizing tone, the quiet restaurant is an ideal venue to take the parentals to.
The menu is expectedly limited in its traditional shabu shabu offerings, but it's sufficient for our needs. It's got all the classic ingredients required at good quality. Beef is imported from Kagoshima and Hida, and the man enjoyed his dose of protein. Importantly, the broth is excellent. The shingiku served is properly sweet and doesn't lend that horrible flavor local tang oh holds. Ribeye, tongue, pork loin, vegetables, mushrooms and king crab meat were more than enough for dinner. We rounded off the meal with plain ramen. That was delicious.
Shabu Shabu Gen is pricey, but the quality of food isn't compromised for now. But please don't compare the service standards to Japan. It doesn't match up. The restaurant continues to annoy me by refusing to lay out two sets of chopsticks (one to eat and a longer one to cook with) for diners. Arrrrgh. Get with the hygiene please. Well, we could certainly ask for extra chopsticks, but cooking with a pair of short wooden chopsticks in a pot of steaming broth is just asking to steam my fingers. Although the restaurant manager never fails to rub me up the wrong way (figuratively) with that patronizing tone, the quiet restaurant is an ideal venue to take the parentals to.
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