Imagine a place so expensively pretentious that the whole dining experience fails to meet your expectations due to their blown out of proportion sense of quality and value. A place where on top of undeserved prices you have to cook your own food only to watch it melt due to how thin most of their expensive cuts of meat are. Paper thin, that is. All side orders are extra and believe me when I say that any vegetables you might get to accompany your meal are plain and badly cut: very large chunks of bell peppers, overly dried mushrooms, quarter onions, etc. White rice $2 a bowl and is not even filled up.
This place is all smiles and supposedly good service as they keep bleeding your wallet dry, only to discover that at the end of a very expensive meal everyone in your group is still hungry!
This is Anjin, Japanese Barbeque that do not deserve a special mention but perhaps a warning because lines do form outside and tables inside are not very generously appointed.
Japanese female servers walking around with vapid smiles while your food keeps disappearing in thin air and you realize that the whole game plan here is continous ordering of selections that in plain english are grossly overcharged.
The place is booming for its countless loyal die hard fans keep extolling the virtues of high quality food. The meat may be high quality but it is so thin that what difference it makes? Anjin is one of those places that makes you take a serious look at how some food places make so much money by not delivering a sound meal. Just fill their coffers is the motto of this overblown, culinary challenged, below average value, highly transited establishment.
Tea was bad, food mediocre when considering what they give you, service all flashing smiles but no personal attention, prices...prices is where the joke stops being funny. Yes, I will pay dearly for something exceptional, but Anjin is a long ways from being that.