teppan-yaki-ya are usually associated with flashy upmarket slightly tacky pepper-mill twirling wisecracking steak chefs in london and new york epitomised by ‘benihana’. this place was a bit different. it’s warm and friendly, and the food has a distinctly japan meets the rest of the world cosmopolitan complection. you’ll find it on one of the little back streets off the roppongi crossing (and more than that i’m not prepared to say)