Lukito wasn't flawless. For example, his chirashi was clumsily presented with underseasoned rice. But I had more nitpicks with the hot-food kitchen, which dabbled in some silly ideas that just tried too hard. I'm thinking of the jarringly sweet mango-tofu sauce with the scallop and strip steak "surf-and-turf," and that odd bit of Franco-Italo-Japanese fusion that is the wasabi-infused crepe topped with mozzarella and an herby cashew-crusted scallop. Not only was it awkward to eat, the whole contrivance was upstaged by the seemingly afterthought addition of some wonderfully chewy, flavorful shiitake caps (three days in the making!).