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Ate: August 12, 2006 Published: August 13, 2006 $$ We were in the mood for a little theater with our dinner tonight. When that's what you want, there's nothing better than going Japanese. We drove south to the Yokoso Japanese Steakhouse in Surfside Beach. Supposedly, "yokoso" is the Japanese word for "welcome," an apt name for a restaurant. It was our hope that they would live up to their name. We were indeed welcomed in and escorted to a table. The cheerful wait staff brought us our opening soup very quickly, a tasty broth with scallions and mushrooms. Anticipating a large main course, we had deferred on appetizers. However, we did partake of their salads, which came with a nice zesty ginger dressing. Getting into the spirit of Yokoso, we endeavored to eat with chopsticks. Surprisingly, the two of us did rather well with them. We won't be throwing away the silverware at home, but using the chopsticks this evening was a lot of fun. As we were finishing our salads, the show started. Our chef was good with the theatrics and he put on an enjoyable show. The coolest thing was the "onion volcano" that he made by stacking the layers of an onion slice, pouring some oil into it and setting the oil on fire. The flame went a lot higher than I expected, making my niece jump back a bit. It was her first trip to a Japanese steakhouse, so it was extra fun to see her react to everything. The show was nice, but we were here for the food. My bride's choice of dinner was their Trio, a combination of chicken, steak and shrimp. In her opinion, everything was cooked well, nice and tender. She was especially complimentary of the shrimp. It was, in her words, cooked perfectly. I tried a bit and had to agree. The seasoning, sauces and vegetables were an excellent match for the meat. The scallops sounded good to me, so I ordered the combination steak and scallops meal. I was as satisfied with my meal as my wife was with hers. While not the huge diver's scallops, my scallops were big and meaty with a smooth melt-in-your-mouth texture. For a few minutes, we had wondered if our chef had forgotten about my steak, as everyone else had theirs. I needn't have worried, he did mine last. To borrow my wife's line, the meat was perfectly cooked, thinly seared on the outside yet still very rare on the inside in a way I can never get quite right at home. We stayed in the spirit of the evening the whole time, managing to eat even the rice and vegetables with our chopsticks. We've been to a lot of restaurants where they care more about turning the table over as quickly as possible. This evening, we felt no such pressure to leave quickly, and our leisurely meal at Yokoso was the beginning of what turned out to be a wonderful Saturday night at the beach with family. We can't promise that will happen for everybody, but if you start your evening at Yokoso, we can promise you a great meal with good service. |
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