I'm not one of those jerks that purposely sits there and stares at you, expecting you to remember and bring out every dish I ordered. I'll actually ask "hey, where did my appetizer go?" and wouldn't hold it against your tip or anything.
Buuuuut, when the sushi is that GNARLY and the prices are past the gouging and into straight ROSHAMBO, you can keep the appy and let me bolt out of your place and into the warmth of my obnoxious Yelping ways.
Yes, what you witnessed was a gritty conversation between me and a personified Blowfish. If there ever was a time Blowfish reigned supreme, it wasn't when I came. The sushi were dry. I never took the importance of well cooked rice up until I had terrible ones. I was like eating a handful of uncooked beans. I was also disappointed with the soup given it was a fancy bowl of NOT A REAL MISO SOUP.
Still this place does have it's perks and might get a second chance. They do have an interesting lounge vibe that caters to a house crowd. They do have fish tanks which I'm sure rates high amongst fish owners. Also Budhha beers.