There are a plethora of omakase bars and then there is Sushi Koya, a serene little sushi temple tucked away on West 71st Street where the most dramatic thing is can you fit the entire piece of sushi in your mouth.
Sushi Koya features omakase, which means the chef decides what you eat, a concept that I appreciate as sometimes you just do not want to read through a new menu and make decisions.
The experience unfolds with quiet precision with perfectly seasoned rice, immaculate cuts of fish, and a chef who diligently announces each perfectly cut piece.
The fish is ridiculously good.
Each piece seems to have been air-dropped from Hokkaido that morning…buttery, bright, and so delicate you feel rude chewing.
The omakase ranges from 13 to 18 courses, depending on how self-indulgent you are feeling.
The vibe is zen sushi spa enhanced by calm lighting, no blaring music, and an audience of well-mannered West Siders who whisper reverently between bites. It’s the kind of place where even your phone knows not to ring.
At $115 for 18 courses, including 5 Appetizers, 10 Nigiri, 1 Mini Don, 1 Hand Roll and Dessert (there is also a 13 course $85 option) it is not exactly inexpensive, but compared to downtown omakase temples that charge the GDP of a small nation, Koya feels like a bargain.
The space is small and the sushi bar fills up fast so reservations are advised.
Sushi Koya is quiet excellence disguised as neighborhood sushi. You will not find fireworks or theatrics just pristine fish, confident craftsmanship, and the kind of understated elegance that reminds you why restraint is an art form.
The Following photos feature many of the 18 courses embellished with caviar, truffles, uni, among other delectables:
The service and ambiance match the impeccable food.
Sushi Koya 163 West 71st Street New York City. Open Daily 5-10pm. Reservations on Resy.
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