Oh, dear. Another AYCE sushi dump. And that's generous. The details:
*Server/Host/Robot "Ben" led me to my table and while blocking my entrance to the booth, asked me what I wanted to drink. While I was standing up. In my fully buttoned coat. With my gloves still on and purse on shoulder.
*Music: an incoherent mashup of a techno/rave song, followed by "Thinking Out Loud" by Ed Sheeran, followed by a rap song we couldn't identify. Repeat. Yup--same 3 songs for 1.5 hours.
*As food runners dropped off food, and I said, "thank you", there was no reply. No acknowledgement. If you dared to ask for something, they were already 2 tables past.
*Cocktail shrimp (yes, I ordered this at a sushi place) but no cocktail sauce. Who can eat those bland things naked?
*Dim Sum: available. Dim Sum trio of sauces? Not.
*My partner's beer ($8), as it neared half, was noticed a few times. Server missed no opportunity to ask if he wanted another. My water ($0) glass, as it neared bone dry, was ignored. Had to ask for more water several times.
*An order of tempura shrimp: 1 piece. An order of rice: a bowl that could serve 4.
*Chicken Curry was...not chicken. You know that crappy chicken they put in canned soup? Like, it's scarily glued together and fatty and weird? Well, whatever bits didn't make the cut for ol' chicken noodle found their way into K & B's Chicken Curry.
*Chicken Teriyaki: see above.
*Chicken Fried Rice: see above. However it looked good.
*Not once did a server come by and ask if we needed anything. Not once. Could barely find one to flag down. However, toward the end of the meal, one lone girl parked herself about 8 feet from our table and proceeded to stare at us as we ate--no hyperbole. It was rude and it was awkward and it was just creepy. I finally stared back. And she looked away. Then looked back and looked away. Then looked back and I said to her that I felt like we were being watched. Are you watching us? "Take your time, but you're the last table in here." I don't even think it was their closing time yet.
*Shockingly, Cakebread Cellars Sauv Blanc was on their wine list.
*"Ben" argued with us about how to place an order, haha.
*Crispy salmon roll was the opposite of crispy. I suspect that when they do their dinner prep in the afternoon, they get the salmon together, mix it with tempura flakes, and cover the bowl. So when you order your crispy roll at 8pm, it's stuffed with an oily, soggy, salmon-tempura oatmeal.
*One time, a server, presumably on her way out to have a dart, dropped off food in her long, zippered, winter coat.
*Sashimi: first order of salmon was cut just fine. Second order of tuna was atrocious. If you like your sashimi as a cube-ish trapezoid, you're in luck. Just horrible and a disgrace.
*To add insult to injury, the washroom had a dry, crusty, poop spray/splatter across the back wall by the toilet. Of course this isn't K&B's fault. But if they had staff checking the washroom throughout the evening, I doubt I would have seen it.
*The pièce de résistance: There's no explanation of the maki rolls on the menu but there are full colour, high res images of each. The names don't tell you what's inside so we asked a server (who was actually quite pleasant). There were about 10-12 rolls that had tempura shrimp inside but the other ingredients were unclear. We knew it had shrimp tempura because the shrimp tails were proudly sprouting out of the end pieces. This is when we learned from that helpful server that all of those rolls with the shrimp tempura are actually stuffed with imitation crab meat and the shrimp tail is merely a decoration! He said that maybe one or two pieces in the roll will have a bit of shrimp but that's just for show.
It's almost like they're trying to suck at being a restaurant. I just hated everything about this place. read more