I've lived in Japan and had the pleasure of eating sushi in Shibuya, Tsukiji, and Okinawa; this is the real deal. The atmosphere and ambiance are great. Chique but not intimidating if you explore the town in joggers and a fleece. I tested the mixology by ordering the Negroni. It called to me with Roku Gin and Yuzu in the description. If the Campari is too strong, or the ice melts too quickly and waters it down, this drink would fail hard; it did not, it succeeded in a big way. I was left excited about what else would come from this exquisite find. The sushi, oh, the sushi. Excellent knife skills on the sashimi, another great sign. Octopus was trimmed and sliced to perfection. The sushi rice, a signature of discipline and attention to detail in Japan, was the perfect temp and texture. The ratio of rice to fish is exact. Even the ginger and wasabi served were memorable. Lastly, the miso. This is typically a distraction no one looks forward to. AT MIKOTO, EVEN THE MISO IS A DESTINATION. The nostalgia for Japan and drinking in Golden Gai was strong. I love this place and can't wait to go back again and again until the staff questions my sanity.