I'm a sentimental person. I’ve held onto every ticket stub from every sporting event and concert I’ve attended since I was six years old. I still have Trapper Keepers filled with doodles from third grade. There are boxes upon boxes of old t-shirts in my Mom’s basement that I refuse to get rid of, even though I’ll never wear any of them again. If an old Redsand shirt is needed to wear to a 90’s party where I bring back my 1996 PacSun look - eyebrow ring, JNCO’s, and all - I’ll be prepared. Where am I going with all this? I've had a lot of good times at Nobu over the years, celebrated big moments, had eventful nights, and eaten hundreds of dollars worth of rock shrimp tempura. However, the influence of sentiment is not what’s enabling this glowing re-review today.
Yes, Nobu got franchised out, and the brand has lost a little bit of its luster, but the flagship Nobu in Tribeca is a very special place. It's had the magic for a long time, and still has it years after its heyday.
We recently paid Nobu a visit and were delighted to find it just as good as we'd remember. The service is still tremendous, and the food, honestly, as good as it has ever been. The menu is filled with crowd pleasing favorites that never seem to change, and that's a good thing. When you want to go big on a Japanese meal that’s more than just sushi, Nobu is still the place to do it.
It’s OK to get sentimental about Nobu Tribeca, just don’t bury it in the basement with the rest of your past life. Nobu is still worth celebrating.
This is how you start. Thin slices of fresh ‘tail, kicked with a nice peppery spice thanks to the jalapeño. Makes mouth happy.
This is how you continue. A Nobu classic. Thin slices of fluke, drizzled in oil and other goodness and topped with the ashes of dried miso, for a flavor explosion you will not soon forget. Order it.
Sure, they’re tiny and expensive, but when you come to Nobu you have to get an order of the mixed sashimi tacos. That’s just what you do.
Speaking of things you are expected to do… The crispy rice with spicy tuna. Instructions: spear a rice nugget, apply the tuna, insert into mouth, enjoy.
It’s not pretty, but the tuna sashimi salad at Nobu is tremendous. It’s all about that Matsuhisa dressing.
It doesn’t get much better than Nobu’s miso black cod. Nobu’s signature dish is a first ballot EEEEEATS Hall Of Fame inductee, and one of the single most delicious that exists on this planet. You should probably order it.
Nothing but the hits here. Their fried rock shrimp is legendary. Do yourself a favor and get one order with the ponzu and one with the creamy spicy sauce.
Rolls at Nobu are always necessary, especially the soft shell crab roll. Often imitated, never replicated.
Partake, but don’t let this section of the menu guide you. The composed and cooked dishes are really where it’s at here. Our move is usually a sushi deluxe to split at the table, and a couple pieces of Japanese red snapper sashimi. The red snapper at Nobu is always on point.