Mizuki

We went to eat dumplings, a spoonful down, and then we scraped a teammate. My waste friend burst into tears: "This is too spicy." I went down with a spoonful of spicy brains, and then unconsciously, I licked a spoonful of soup into my mouth. The curry soup just served was hot and hot, and it was so red that my tongue said it wanted to surrender, but my brain said it was so cool. It was fragrant and spicy. This store is a little careless in its simplicity. The menu is messy and frowned. What, how can European curry and Indian curry be in the same store? Ordered a double curry, one side is sweet and sticky beef tendon curry, the other is hot and spicy pork broth curry. Rice runs across the middle like a dam, blocking the soup of pork curry from flowing to the other side. I looked at them, like watching a bowl of sweet and salty tofu brains with dragons and tigers. There was only one line in my mind: "Mixing ぜるな, dangerous!" (expecting someone to catch this stalk). Wonderfully, every curry tasted delicious. Plus it is so spicy that it doesn't consider the death and death of the guests at all, it is even more fascinating.

The environment is very grand. The waiter will patiently explain the menu. He will help tidy up the table and change the tableware between each dish. It is full of ritual.

The wagyu shabu-shabu left a good impression. The fish tempura was very juicy. The rock landscape created an artistic conception

Enjoyed an unforgettable dining experience at Chef Kojima's Tempura Table. The service couldn't be better