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The Japanese food at Bush Garden isn't anything special, but the place itself sure is. The foyer is the strangest in Seattle: Fantastical, dark, coiled tree branches dangle from the ceiling, and an elaborate fountain that appears not to have seen water in many years is crossed by a tiny bridge, on its shore a dusty bonsai. The bar has rolly-aroundy upholstered chairs and a faux pagoda roof; it is not too bright, not too dim; the temperature is always perfect; one of two completely wonderful, raspy-voiced bartendresses is always working. The bar menu never changes, and a warm towel is brought to you in a little basket upon the ordering of food. Karaoke here is especially marvelous.