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| - I've been severely ill for the last two weeks, whatever I ate it was sure to be regurgitated back up...so why I picked fish I don't know.
I went on a Thursday night with no reservations and there were no tables available, what is this place, the Ritz?
I was so much under the weather I didn't notice a thing until my first shot of wasabi. Sushi Moto is an Asian sportsbar--just like Crazy Wingz--only they served sushi. I asked the waitress what types of tea they had.
"Green tea, that's the only type," she replied.
I'll have that type then...everybody laughed at my completely meaningless and unfunny joke, so I laughed back just to fit in. This was annoying.
It wasn't until she returned with my tea did I realise how freaking cute my waitress was. Then I noticed that all of the waitresses here were wearing booty shorts, in December. Oh...it was THAT kinda sports bar. I'm the last person to pay attention to the Women in these type of establishments, but my waitress was so super cute. I tried to sound cool, but my sick had me sounding like rusted pipe.
I went through the menu, there were no photos. I don't care if I've been to a million sushi restaurants or the same sushi restaurant a million times, a sushi restaurant needs to have photographs on the menu! This should be LAW!
I was amazed by the prices here, they were charging twenty bucks and over for bento boxes, and ten bucks for maki rolls. It's like Milestones decided to serve sushi but kept all their pretentious prices. How much were these booty shorts running them?? Was there a Saki room?
We ordered about eighty bucks worth of food, and it wasn't worth it. Spider roll was novice, the sashimi was fresh but so what? I had sea urchin just once, and I don't remember it tasting so disgusting. It literally tasted like I was eating diarrhea. The worst part was...I didn't know whether the foul taste meant it was spoiled or fresh.
The décor is all wrong for a Japanese restaurant, it should be a Moxie's or something along those lines. I've always believed that sex and food were a bad mix. They serve those giant boat plated platters here, but the environment was too trendy for this kind of food. The only reason I would go back is to get the number of that gorgeous waitress. But it might take awhile for the foul taste of dead sea urchin to completely be out of my mouth.
SushiMOTO huh? Well...poor reception if you ask me.
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