Kohaku Japanese restraun — Restaurant in Town of Huntington

This is it. The Katsu Curry.

It’s a SIN that I’ve never tried Kohaku, living on LI for the majority of my life. I’ve pretty much given up on “Japanese” food on LI, and just settle for whatever sushi restaurant has the best value. I WAS WRONG. Coincidentally, it’s been 5 years since I last had curry in Japan, and after being burned by so many places that claim to do it right, nothing ever comes close to Japan (definitely not on Long Island). And then I found a pic in Google. My mouth was salivating, everything about the plate looked like a dish from Tokyo, I knew I was going to pop in this week. Not to mention, everyone speaks so highly of Ken and the staff.

Kohaku is definitely a gem. It was one-part, time warp nostalgia, that reminded me of eating out with my parents, but now with a family of my own. Familiar, comfortable and warm. Another part, it transported me to some of my favorite restaurants I’ve eaten in Japan. All the hand written signs, the illustrations throughout, it just seems like such a place that’s been loved in. As the night went on, I saw so many happy customers walk in, each with assumed rapport with Ken. It just felt so welcoming.

The katsu curry DID NOT disappoint. It was everything I wanted and more. Now, some people might think curry in general is just, okay, but this hit everything I was craving. You have to like saucy rice, crispy pork/chicken cutlet and gravy/curry.

I’ve had good Japanese curry in NYC too, but this one, you can just tell it was prepared and cooked with the utmost care. (Side note I even called ahead because I didn’t see it on the menu, it’s a lunch item)

I had other items too, and I’ll definitely be back to try even more, but it’s going to have to be a lot more trips, because I’ll probably just end up getting the curry again. And at $16, it’s a monster of a plate, comparable, slightly larger than most NYC places.

And the sushi is legit, if Ken isn’t a dead giveaway, eat the wasabi and you’ll know immediately, “Oh it’s REAL wasabi, not horseradish.” That was such a refreshing surprise. I didn’t think real wasabi was available in NY.

I can gush over Kohaku some more, but this is already so long. Get the curry. Get the sushi. Eat there. Try something new. Have...

I was warned by a coworker years ago not to go to Kohaku. She told me that while her and a friend were eating there, they saw a roach crawling up the wall. The owner came and killed the roach and apologized. She told me that the owner said they had a small roach problem and he didn't charge them.

I was working out at a gym next door to Kohaku on my lunch break and my normal sushi place was closed. I figured I would ignore my co-workers advice and give Kohaku a try. I called ahead and walked to the restaurant to get my lunch. The establishment is dingy and cluttered and the cashier took my card for payment. She looked confused and asked the owner if the internet was down and he said yes. So she asked if I had cash and I said I only had 5 bucks in my wallet. Then she asked if I would run to an ATM and I said I am on my lunch break. So, instead of taking my 5 bucks and letting me pay the balance later, she said sorry our machine is down and I left with no food.

I eat sushi 3 or 4 times a week and this could have been an alternative place to get my sushi fix, even though it is a dingy dark spot. Advice to management. First, clean and brighten your establishment. Second, get reliable credit card processing service like every other small business in the country. Last, NEVER let your customer leave empty handed if your network is down. You lose a customer and all the potential customer they would have referred to your...

We’ve been here before, but it seems service and quality of food has gone down significantly. When you walk in the first thing you notice is a smell of old frying oil, bordering rancid. Then the orders took too so long, only to receive a soba soup where all noodles seem stuck together like they were frozen in a bunch, and cooked briefly enough, but then the pieces that weren’t stuck together were all broken into 2” long sections and floating in a flavorless broth. My wife makes these at home, so I know what a good soba should taste and look like. This was not good at all. My wife could not eat it, it was that bad. In the end, they gave us a measly $2 discount for the awful soba, and not one word of apology for it. Be warned...