Tokyo Kitchen is Batting .500
My new gig as your humble downtown grub correspondent has gotten me paying close attention to every storefront I pass, even on blocks I’ve walked down a thousand times. For three years, Tokyo Kitchen on John Street between Broadway and Nassau has somehow managed to tuck itself into my culinary blind spot. No more.
Once I took a closer look, this narrow Japanese joint seemed like a Lunch’ers dream find: Tiny. Ethnic. A little grubby. Busy. Bilingual. Jackpot.
Well, kind of. My first dish from here–chicken katsu don–left me unimpressed, but I was so grabbed by the aesthetic of this place that I had to give it another shot. I am happy to report that Tokyo Kitchen redeemed themselves with their udon, and that I’ll be back to explore the rest of this menu soon.
Posted by Kevin Roe at 9:30 am, January 21st, 2010 under Financial District, Japanese, Tokyo Kitchen.


 Name: Yvo
Name: Yvo
 Southerners like myself would claim that we have high standards when it comes to barbecue. Other people might say we’re jerks about it.
Southerners like myself would claim that we have high standards when it comes to barbecue. Other people might say we’re jerks about it.