Shibuya Japanese Steak House — Restaurant in Greenville

I left Little Caesars next door clutching a lukewarm crust and a sense of deep spiritual failure. I was undercover, posing as an atheist theology student at Bob Jones University—Irish Santa hat tucked deep in my coat, laser slightly humming from my forehead—and I was starving. Emotionally, physically, cosmically.

I don’t even remember walking into Shibuya. I just recall being seated, breathless, like I’d arrived in a different dimension of soup and fish. My waiter approached as if he knew my sins. He handed me a menu. My hands were shaking.

The ramen arrived first—Chashu pork, sweet corn, bamboo, that perfectly jammy egg. I slurped it like it was the antidote. Then came the sushi rolls, each one more absurdly perfect than the last. The Angry Dragon made me cry a little. Not because it was spicy—though it was—but because it reminded me of Linda, my long-lost Mazda, and how far I’d come. There was steak and scallop hibachi that sizzled like the surface of Mars, and I swear someone behind the sushi bar whispered a prophecy, but that might’ve been the sake.

There was a moment I blacked out in joy and when I awoke, I had five side dishes I didn’t order and a dessert I did not recognize. I tipped too much and tried to hug the soy sauce bottle.

I left nourished in body and unspooled in mind. If you’ve ever stared down into a bowl of broth and seen your entire journey reflected back at you like a ramen-based fever vision, you know what I’m talking about.

Shibuya isn’t just a restaurant. It’s a portal. I came in broken. I left... whatever this is now. Captain...

There's no cooking at a table here. I apologize in advance for what I'm about to say. This place was empty at lunch time & now I know why. We ordered hibachi steak, medium cooked & chicken and I, a steak & scallops w/sweet tea. Instead of a nice flavorful tender steak we both got overcooked chewy steaks with very little flavor. Her chicken was dry & very little flavor but my 3 cut into half pieces of scallops were good. Rice had no flavor for brown rice, had to add soy sauce. Vegetables were cooked good with a little crisp. I don't know what brand or how much of spices they used but literally very little flavor on anything. Didn't even have ginger dressing for the salad. Photos of the food here looked delicious. I don't know how it had a 4.7 rating. I'm not a food critic by any means, but save your $50 & choose another place. I ate my food bc I skipped breakfast. My wife chose to take half of hers home to try & add something to help hers taste better. We have some garlic at home! Her lemonade was great. My tea was barely sweet & watery, so I left most of it in my cup at the table. I think they cut corners & sacrificed...

Let's fix this BS rating. I saw 4.9 and thought this place must be amazing. It's not! I came for sushi, was not impressed. First my Tataki and Hamachi was loaded with dry dirty salad that tasted bad, like moldy dirt. My kids California and Tempura roll had 0 flavor. I tried ordering a different roll and when it came out it looked like crap so I sent it back and asked for the check. They did offer to give us the food for free, appreciated the gesture but I insisted on paying for what we ate so I could leave an honest review. Maybe some of their stuff is good IDK. I've been to almost every sushi joint worth going to in this county. This is one I will not be coming back to. Atmosphere is meh, service was meh, food was garbage. I'm sorry, I know what that means but you guys have got to do much better. Seriously, you'd be better off to get sushi from Publix than come here... Maybe the rest of their food is amazing, I have no idea... Also, no beer, sake, wine or any...