Accepts Credit Cards: Yes Wheelchair Accessible: Yes Good for Groups: Yes Waiter Service: Yes
Price range.
$$ Price range $11-30
1 review
Clora Chesson
"All warfare is based on deception." – Sun Tzu
Deception, in the form of ridiculously strong and cheap sochu cocktails is the name of the game at Oni. Get em' drunk, and they won't notice the sub-par food, is what someone was thinking when they opened this place.
I checked this place on the merit of the nearby ramen Setagaya, for whom I would give up my first born for a bowl of shoyu ramen. On a whim, we ventured to the back room which specialized in Izakaya, or Japanese street food.
I won't call it an outright mistake, because I did discover a few things to like. The fried chicken was completely fatty and laden with connective tissue, but for some reason, my dining partner and I finished the entire plate. It was delicious, in a gourmand sort of way.
Near inebriated on a couple of glasses of the white peach sochu (at $4.50 a glass, it was a helluva bargain), we ordered up the grilled mackerel and a daikon radish salad. The salad was a mound of freshly chopped daikon, dressed in a vinaigrette, covered in bonito flakes and other… "stuff". By itself, the daikon wouldn't have been bad, but the chef completely fucked the dish by adding… "stuff". I don't even know what… "stuff" was, but it didn't taste that great.
The grilled mackerel was well cooked, but I definitely tasted notes of freezer burn. No matter, for $7, it was literally a whole side of giant mackerel, one of the better deals you would find in Manhattan. We shoveled the fish down, muttering something about "Omega 3's". Not one of my finer moments, but hey; we were drunk.
By the time we tucked into the food, we were pretty well sloshed. At that point, a soft taco and side of beans at Taco Bell would have tasted like a $30 combo plate at Dos Caminos. The waitress played her part well.
This place is worth checking out, if anything for the chill atmosphere and cheap booze. Though it's sort of a cursed spot (pasta waifu didn't fare so hot here), I hope their kitchen and PR department can get their act together and make this place a popular eating and drinking joint.
"All warfare is based on deception." – Sun Tzu
Deception, in the form of ridiculously strong and cheap sochu cocktails is the name of the game at Oni. Get em' drunk, and they won't notice the sub-par food, is what someone was thinking when they opened this place.
I checked this place on the merit of the nearby ramen Setagaya, for whom I would give up my first born for a bowl of shoyu ramen. On a whim, we ventured to the back room which specialized in Izakaya, or Japanese street food.
I won't call it an outright mistake, because I did discover a few things to like. The fried chicken was completely fatty and laden with connective tissue, but for some reason, my dining partner and I finished the entire plate. It was delicious, in a gourmand sort of way.
Near inebriated on a couple of glasses of the white peach sochu (at $4.50 a glass, it was a helluva bargain), we ordered up the grilled mackerel and a daikon radish salad. The salad was a mound of freshly chopped daikon, dressed in a vinaigrette, covered in bonito flakes and other… "stuff". By itself, the daikon wouldn't have been bad, but the chef completely fucked the dish by adding… "stuff". I don't even know what… "stuff" was, but it didn't taste that great.
The grilled mackerel was well cooked, but I definitely tasted notes of freezer burn. No matter, for $7, it was literally a whole side of giant mackerel, one of the better deals you would find in Manhattan. We shoveled the fish down, muttering something about "Omega 3's". Not one of my finer moments, but hey; we were drunk.
By the time we tucked into the food, we were pretty well sloshed. At that point, a soft taco and side of beans at Taco Bell would have tasted like a $30 combo plate at Dos Caminos. The waitress played her part well.
This place is worth checking out, if anything for the chill atmosphere and cheap booze. Though it's sort of a cursed spot (pasta waifu didn't fare so hot here), I hope their kitchen and PR department can get their act together and make this place a popular eating and drinking joint.