Every city I go, I try to visit as many sushi restaurants as possible. From high class restaurant, to hole-in-a-wall; from Japan to U.S.; from shopping center food court to side of the road. As long as you serve sashimi, I am there.
I have been to many of those establishments where I cannot wait to go back; I have been to many others that are unfortunately forgettable.
Why sashimi? Look. I am not rich. If I am paying $20-$30 for my meal, I am expecting a little more than a little bitty piece of fish sitting gracefully on top of a pile of rice, which has been by the way squeezed and molded artistically by someone who may or may not have just finished his/her business in the back. Give me those giant pieces of raw fish, swimming in a pool of soy sauce with tons of wasabi. Now we are talking.
At this blog, you are not expecting beautiful writings, perfect grammar. But you are expecting honest (sometimes way too honest) opinion, about some of those establishments that I have visited. After all, I am just a regular joe, who loves sashimi.
Share with me your experience. Tell me where to go in my next visit. I may be that guy who sits next to your table, who will not stop texting on his iPhone the whole time. You never know.
Joe
(The Earth without "art" is just.... "eh.")
