Seven years ago Christina and I moved into our new neighborhood
in Nesconset in Suffolk County. The
first thing we foodies HAVE to do is seek out the restaurants, from the simple
to the eclectic. Pizza…check,
Chinese…check, Mexican…check. What
about Sushi? Long time stalwart
Kotobuki resided in Smithtown…but it was always too crowded (see previous
blog). With a simple surfing
search I stumbled upon a little hole in the wall that would make Guy Fieri
proud. Kazu’s Restaurant, a small
place with great reviews nestled away on the corner of a strip mall…a Nesconset
favorite for over a dozen years. It
was a Mom and Pop, or should I say Mama-san and Papa-san, establishment…Karl
and Tae. Green neon lights touting
SUSHI, TERIYAKI, TEMPURA in the window would be the indication they were open for
business. Being a one-man act in
the kitchen, Karl kept his own hours…and this glowing beacon told you he was
there.
(Christina's 40th Birthday Party)
What we found was the proverbial diamond in the rough…and it
was less than a mile from our home.
We became regulars in a place FILLED with regulars. The regulars became our friends. Our dinners turned into social events,
sometimes lasting 3 or 4 hours. We
would chat and laugh and eat. For
those 7 years we would appear once or twice a week. Sometimes when Christina was busy I would go there by
myself, but I was never alone.
About a month ago, Christina had plans with friends…and I
did not. As usual, I took this
opportunity to make my way over for Sushi at Kazu. It was towards the end of the evening, so I was a solo act
in the restaurant. This was not
unusual. I frequently was the last
patron at the Sushi Bar (or ANY bar for that matter). I was his
Norm, and he was my Sam…or better put, Samurai. He was creating a smattering of take out orders. I started with my usual Spicy Tuna Hand
roll, a delightful selection of Yellow Fin Tuna, cut in chunks and lathered
with a spicy Japanese mayo. The
fish was so fresh I continued with the Tuna, this time partnered with avocado and seaweed
in a salad. We had our usual chat
and the Sake flowed. I wrapped up
with a Kazu special, a tempura fried fluke roll, with a sweet sauce…cleverly named
Fish and Chips.
Our evening was over and Karl walked me to the door like so
many times before. He bowed and
bid me farewell, and I retorted “See you soon!”. He turned off the green neon lights and locked the door
behind me. What I was unaware of, this
was the last time the green neon lights would glow.
For the last few weeks, when we passed Kazu, we noticed the
lights were off. As I said before, this is nothing new…but
we started to get concerned. Luckily
we happened to have a business card from a fellow patron and we left him a
message. Yesterday afternoon Christina
received a call back. He said Karl
had closed Kazu’s…he had gone out of business. They talked for a while, cathartic in a way, reminiscing and
realizing what had come to an end.
Christina said she drifted off as they chatted, thinking back…I would do
the same a few hours later when she shared the news. We had worried about Karl himself, since he had had some
health issues. But apparently it
was the health of the business that was the issue.
I can’t say that we were surprised. We had noticed the diminishing numbers
in the dining room. When you rely
on regulars and, due to the economy, the regulars have to cut back…the business
suffers. Even Christina and I had downsized
from once or twice a week, to once or twice a month. To make matters worse, another Sushi powerhouse moved
in. This was a glitzy, NYC style, high
end Sushi place where Jersey Shore meets the Karate Kid. AJI 53 had come to town. What little walk in customers Karl had,
were gone.
I had a hard time slipping into slumber last night. I thought of all the wonderful food I
had, and would never have again. I
thought of the fun times, the friends we made. This was a unique place.
As we get further down life’s path, it seems it has more to
take away from us.
hate when that happens but,
ReplyDelete'As we get further down life’s path, it seems it has more to take away from us'
the longer we stick around the more experiences and new places we get to try.
Yes, but I am Angry and Bitter remember?
DeleteSo well written! And so true - especially when you find a favorite spot that you regularly go to. I have seen many favs disappear - even some of the best NYC Greek-owned Diners - due to greedy landlords raising rents to unrealistic numbers. Most are still vacant for years already - so don't really know the point. Anyway - I'm now in the mood for Sushi - I'm now remembering places I miss!
ReplyDeleteSad indeed! And yes, very well written Mr. Walsh.
ReplyDeleteYou should send that to him, Mike. It would mean a lot to him, I would think.
ReplyDelete