I used to love going to the "old" Shirokiya, not so much for Japanese food but for the sandwiches at the Macy end of the store. Was it a French bakery? ..can't remember. We used to buy these great slippers there, also. They had little "bumps" on them that lomied your feet. But, those warm memories were replaced by resolving never to go back, due to my sister and all her children getting food poisoning from the sushi.  Aloha means good-bye, Shirokiya.