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Omakase — the chef’s‑choice sequence, no menu to order from — paced by what the Sea of Japan sends in. This coast’s advantage is thermodynamic, not poetic: cold water makes fish store fat, so the Hokuriku winter catch arrives already seasoned from within. Shiro‑ebi, the translucent white shrimp of Toyama Bay, piled into a single soft mouthful; nodoguro — blackthroat seaperch — seared just until its fat beads at the surface; and kanburi, winter yellowtail at the top of its cycle. The Kimura style works each piece with a deliberate hand — temperature, aroma, one adjustment per fish — rather than serving it bare. On OMAKASE the omakase is ¥42,350 per person including tax and service, before drinks. Prices are indicative, as listed on OMAKASE (October 2026).

Eight seats and a book that fills well ahead. The house sells its seats through the Japanese reservation platforms — OMAKASE and Ikyu among them — and by phone, and it means it: cancellation fees begin a full month before your date and reach 100 percent in the final week. That structure filters out casual bookings, which is precisely why confirmed seats hold. From abroad, the friction is real — Japanese‑language platform accounts, a domestic phone number for the fallback call, and no way to ask the small questions (dietary notes, a buyout for a group) in English. A desk that books in Japanese, on the house’s own channels, closes that entire gap in one call.