Just a few years ago, I used to love this place. I had never been disappointed with any of the ten or so meals I had eaten here. My favorite was the Miso Honey Whitefish. It was loaded with veggies, the whitefish was perfectly cooked, there was actual miso and it was all served over brown rice by someone who knew how to prepare brown rice. Then things started to change. The brown rice was switched out for non-memorable white. The amount of veggies served was reduced. The whitefish was over cooked, a little burnt in spots. I commented on this to the manager. Sorry, she said. The new cook is at the bottom of the learning curve. I didn't go back for a while hoping that when I did return I would benefit from their newly acquired skills. On my next visit to this restaurant several months later, it seemed that the cooking staff had learned a thing or two. The Miso Honey Whitefish had improved but still wasn't as good as it had ever been. During the course of the year I tried other dishes too. They were ok but nothing was great. Eventually, I wasn't inspired to return. Then, a few weeks ago, a friend asked me to meet her for dinner at Temaki. Being the optimist that I am, I eagerly ordered the Miso Honey Whitefish, hungry for the eumami that only miso can deliver. When my meal arrived, I was a bit surprised by its appearance. There were no cooked veggies, only some raw shredded carrots and something else that I couldn't ID plus a few bits of green onion scattered hither and yon. I couldn't see anything that looked like miso but there was a trail of red sauce zigzagging across a piece of dry looking fish. It was served on top of a sad, old ball of white rice. It sure didn't look like any Miso Honey Whitefish I had ever had. Still, I was very hungry and hopeful to the point of being vulnerable to own and other's deception. The restaurant was closing soon. My friend and I were busy talking. I tried to eat this dish l remembered as marvelous and hoped had returned. But it had not. The red sauce was so spicy hot that I found the dish inedible. I asked the food service person for a remedy, say coconut cream or even plain yogurt. He apologized and gave me a bowl of plain yogurt. Because of the dental work I had done earlier in the day, this was my first meal of the day. I continued to try to eat. But then something even more odd became apparent. The fish seemed to have been coated in sugar before it was fried. Over fried at that. I will remember this meal for a long time. It is one of the WORST I have ever had! read more