Kabuto Japanese topped off our SF trip like an exquisite cherry. Mike and Louise took us to their fav spot and ordered dish after dish of sashimi, creatively delectable rolls and famous house dishes. Sophia’s eyes lit up at the arrival of nearly every plate (exception: unagi). Alfie demo’d 10 pc’s of salmon sashimi and then started losing his sh*t and running back and forth with wild eyes. It was a slightly unfortunate end to a lovely eve, but like all restaurants we’d been to in SF Kabuto were well versed in the art of young children.
Starting the meal with a lot of yellowtail. Louise is barely able to eat as the kids wanted her as close as possible. Yes - Alfie is still wearing his bike gloves.
Sophia's hands reach for the spicy tuna handroll with cracked quail eggs.
Oysters 1849. A freshly shucked oyster with unagi, salmon roe, flying fish roe, quail egg and shaved gold. It was a mouth-gasm!
Leaving stuffed to the gills. Alfie's calmed and now Sophia is fretting over her choice of green tea ice cream over mango. Time to leave.