Sayonara

"Out with the old... In with the new."
That's been a steady theme for me this year. But y'know... sometimes the cup is half empty. Just like Saturday night, Joyce and I had a craving for Japanese food. Time was running short and we didn't want to be late for the Mission Conference. So we sped over to MIYAKE's on De Anza. It's a place we've gone to for over 6 years off and on. The prices are reasonable. The service is above average. The food is as expected, no surprise. It's owned and ran by Japanese.. even the Sushi chef's. Nowadays...a lot of Sushi places have Mexicans making the sushi's.

We step into MIYAKE's and right away, things felt different. There was no line. Hrm... maybe cuz we were early. Then we got seated, but we weren't greeted with the usual screaming of the Japanese men. (I never knew what they said...) The menus looked the same, the decorations on the wall didn't. Then we started hearing people speak Cantonese!!! And it wasn't the customers. It was the waiters!!! Holy smokes... I look all around and everyone in there are Cantonese speaking. We get our sushi and from just the looks of it... we know they chefs have changed. We taste it.... ugh!! Below average. The longer we sit, the more uncomfortable we got.

This place is no longer the place we knew and loved. It's a wicked doppleganger who snatched my old restaurant and replaced it with a bad imitation. I vow to never go back there again. Sayonara Miyake's. Perhaps you're still pure in Palo Alto....