Kizuna Japanese Restaurant — Restaurant in Blue Ridge

Let me start this by saying that this isn’t my first time here, but it is my first time leaving a negative review here. Last time we came here I was blown away with how good it was. This time was the opposite.

The chicken katsu-don was the star of the show last visit. This visit you couldn’t cut the chicken or bite it for that matter. Food was bland, breading came off the chicken by barely touching it. Rice was cold and not enough sauce to translate well to everything.

The Gyoza was also a star of the show on my last visit, this visit they were burned to a crisp. Not inedible but crunched on the way down, couldn’t finish mine but my daughter finished hers.

The only good thing I had this visit was the sake-Rita. I’d give it a 10/10 and would drink it anyday.

My last gripe is that I complained shortly after getting my Chicken Katsu-Don that it was inedible because of how hard the chicken was. They offered to remake it but we had been in the restaurant waiting for over 30 minutes at this point. I told them I just didn’t want it, I had lost my appetite with the chewy and hard chicken. I was given a 20% friends and family coupon to the bill as an apology. I don’t think I’ve ever had someone in the three times I’ve ever complained about food (in 32 years and never at the same restaurant, I learn my lesson) still charge me when I didn’t eat the meal. It’s okay but if the main course isn’t edible, I don’t think I should have to pay for it.

I like this place and hope it goes back to what I experienced earlier in the year. For now I'm very...

Kizuna was decent the first few times I ate there, but their service and standards drop as soon as tourist season starts.

My husband and I were craving sushi and didn't feel like driving to our usual spot in Atlanta this evening. We gave Kizuna one last chance to impress us. They failed.

They weren't busy and we saw plenty of staff standing around, but they still left us waiting up front for almost 5 minutes before bothering to greet us or seat us.

Our waitress was ever-so-slightly unfriendly. She technically did her job, and the service was quick (almost to the point of rushed), but we got the feeling that we were inconveniencing her by existing.

Sensing that this might not go well, we kept our order simple - shumai and a couple of rolls. The shumai was good, but the rolls were heavy on the rice, and filled with way too much of that nasty neon green paste product that pretends to be wasabi.

Bigger problem: my salmon roll barely had any salmon in it. It was just wasabi paste. When I did get a bite with enough salmon to taste, the cuts were so poorly done that the fish was tough and chewy.

When we finished our meal, the waitress walked over and said, "Do you guys need anything else or are you done?" in a bored voice, before thrusting the check at me.

I don't know if she was being rude to us on purpose, or if she's just dead inside from serving the kind of tourists who think day-drinking in a kit cabin in Blue Ridge is classy... but it was a little bit off-putting.

We...

Do yourself a favor. Walk down a door go into the auto store and drink a bottle of antifreeze instead of eating at this roach infested FAKE sushi restaurant.

Before you dive into my review, if you're visiting BR and trying to find a nice restaurant, THIS IS NOT IT!!!!! Don't take my word for it, go read the other reviews, go do it........click on the low star reviews and then you'll find the truth out.

First strike, you walk in and it STINKS of strange chemicals and burnt hair.

Second strike, NO JAPANESE PEOPLE, now, I'm white and I support other races, especially for food, BUT my tacos come from a Mexican, and my pizza comes from an Italian. The owner is a wannabe claiming he was taught in Japan......he clearly missed his flight.......but he definitely found the bar. He's garbage. He has all young white kids making what should be titled the worst sushi in America. I rather eat at grocery store any day.

Third, and why we got the bill and left..... After touching the filth covered, slimy, DIRTY menus, I had to wash my hands. You ever go into a room and all of a sudden feel a presence or another persons stare???? well, I wwwwwwwwwwwwish it was a person I felt staring at me, instead it was the biggest roach I ever seen in my life climbing up the side of the wall. HELL NO. I'm out.

Listen to me and hear my warning, DO NOT EAT AT...