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| - All You Can Eat sushi is usually a very good thing. Normally it is a delicious event. This is not the Sushi Way. You have to shove rolls into a napkin so you can throw them away in the bathroom. That is the Sushi Way, way.
Took a minute to be seated. It had a decent amount of people in here. We did beat out a group of 8 ladies that had to wait a while for a table.
$25 for AYCE sushi. A touch north of what I want to pay, but hell, it's a Friday night. I can take the hit.
Cherry Blossom Roll: This was my first roll. This roll was a red flag. It's spicy tuna, crab and green onion inside wrapped in avocado with eel sauce with crunch. I thought it was a joke when it came out. It's comically large. You can't pick it up with chop sticks. It doesn't hold together to take a bite. It all falls apart. Plus, it didn't taste fresh at all. Crunch was just brown sugar which didn't add anything to the roll. It was actually jarring to get a mouth full of brown sugar out of nowhere.
No relief in sight. Screaming Orgasm was also gross. It's just tasted old. The sauce was flat. Just like it had been sitting out all day.
After these two lackluster rolls, we ordered more. And waited. And waited. And waited. Went to the restroom. Noticed there was no soap in the bathroom. Compounded with the fact that I had to FIGHT with the automatic hand towel dispenser to get a scrap of paper towel. With all this in mind, I wondered, "How do they properly wash their hands before touching all these rolls?"
With my appetite diminishing exponentially, I could take in the environment around me. This is when I noticed the head sushi chef looked like he had some frat party to go to after work. He was wearing his hat backwards while plating the sushi. I couldn't stop thinking, "Who even wears hats backwards anymore?" Am I judging a book by its cover? Just ask the people he was about to serve sushi to when he yanked the plate away to fix the presentation of the plate (top of rolls falling off the bottom part). Seemed super professional. He also was just staring at the 8 women who came in after us. Just watching him stare in that direction for most of the night. Sushi weren't the only rolls this guy had his mind on.
Along the professional route, one server also openly was flirting with the other one in front of us. Or something akin to flirting. I have no clue what was going on. After bringing us our rolls, server asked if we wanted anything else. One server playfully hit the other server, then says something to the effect of, "We can beat each other up if you want us too."
Uhhhh. Please. No.
By the way, did I mention we never got our own plates? We had to eat right off the plates the rolls came in. Supes profesh.
The rolls we got were even worse. Salmon belly was whatever, tasted like it had been sitting out on the counter for hours. We had burnt eel. We had old stale rice. We had more unfresh fish. Debated on how to dispose of this food. Almost settled on the "dump it in the plastic tree" move but decided it was too cartoony and rude. This is where I had to eventually take the rolls into a napkin and dump them in the bathroom trash can. That was the easy part. Hard part was fishing paper towels to dry my hands.
Any redeeming qualities? Sherbet sure was good. Legitimately, the best tasting thing we had there.
I have never had such a strange sushi experience in my life. I'm glad I'm still alive after eating that food. Don't get me wrong, I didn't feel great, but I'm alive.
There are tons of other sushi places that are better (Yama Sushi, Sushi Mon, Japaniero) so don't even waste your time here.
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