I knew not whether I was in heaven or on earth. For on earth there is no such splendour or such beauty, and I am at a loss how to describe it to you. The humble square of sirloin would tempt even the shyest of pallets to the dance; the Kobe sushi a playful smile to quell any ensuing butterflies. A graceful arabesque before the ultimate crescendo, the seared Kobe salad ushered the intermission with class & elegance. And then came the masterpiece; the steak and vegetables. A pas de deux between flora and fauna, dancing to the symphony of the orient’s finest flavors & spices. Tears filled my eyes, not out of joy, but rather unworthiness to experience such delight. For now, only this I know: that god dwells among humans, and he resides at Kobe Beef Daia.