I gave in at last and went to the restaurant voted best Japanese restaurant in the area for the last several years. (My instinct is still influenced by my father's unfortunate aversion to popular things but I overcame . . . and what a good thing I did.) It's no big secret that my geographical region is the so-called Mid-Hudson Valley north of New York City, so it's not revealing much to identify the restaurant. It's called
Neko and has two branches, one in New Paltz and one in Wappingers Falls. The atmosphere is very pleasant. Not rushed, not hoity-toity (which some Japanese restaurants are), not too hot and not too cold. (Goldilocks would be happy, I guess.) The waitresses were friendly and helpful. There was a big party in a back room and despite the occasional startling bursts of flames and outbursts of laughter, it was never difficult to concentrate on my own friends and food. Most important, the food was delicious. I find miso soup and salad always scrumptious but they were particularly light and flavorful. I finished with ginger ice cream instead of more sushi (which is really what I wanted!) because I was trying to test the whole spectrum, and the ice cream was perfect. I highly recommend Neko and can't wait to return.
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