About Shiro

Fuchsia and blue lights cast cream curtains and plush white couches in the last shades of sunset. DJs reinforce the feeling that a thrilling night is just falling by spinning pulsating electronica. The murmur of conversation drifts from the lounge-like dining area to a sushi bar, where chefs twist together maki with white tuna, snow crab, tobiko, and smoked sea salt. Towering stalks of bamboo sway overhead, as though one has traveled to the east or at least sleepwalked into a panda enclosure.