Totoraku undoubtedly serves up the finest yakiniku this side of the Pacific Ocean. Dining here is on an invitation-only basis. If you know the chef/owner, you're in. If you know someone who knows the chef/owner and brings you, you're in. If you know someone who's dined here before and was given a business card and brings you, you're in. I think you get the picture. So maybe "secret beef restaurant is a misnomer. I mean the place has its own Yelp page, correct address, phone number and all. I guess it should be known as the "Dine-By-Invitation-Only Beef Restaurant." I was told that if you call the restaurant, they will pretend not to be a restaurant. I don't know if that's still true, but you definitely won't be able to make a reservation being some random Joe off the street.
Smooth Obturator and Triple T have dined here many times, but always in the company of their friends Tiny T and Oishi Nazi, the latter of whom is personal friends with Oyama-san (chef/owner). They gathered once again so that Triple F, Running Man, and I could experience beef like we've never had it before.
Before the onslaught of meat, came a dizzying array of appetizers. Keep in mind, there is no menu, so I'm just going off the very brief descriptions given by our server.
Foie Gras on Quail Egg (left) A well balanced richness between 2 very rich things.
Tomato on Mozzarella (right) A light creaminess with a sweet tart finish from the tomato.
Ankimo jellyfish
I don't think I'm a fan of monkfish, it tastes like a fish foie gras. The jellyfish tasted similar to the kind at dim sum with a slight vinegary tang. Both elements merried well together in my mouth.
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