I wanted to judge this place, I really did. It's located in a run down strip mall and when I arrived on a Friday night, surprisingly few guests. The decor has a slight sterility and it's quiet enough to hear any other conversation in the room.
I began to get nervous, but ordered two Chirashi bowls and a grilled squid. Within a few minutes I felt like we were being served by family. As the Japanese are not known for being overly or ingeniously friendly, she truly just made me feel at home - even sharing details about how she cooks and which shitake mushrooms are best in what dish.
The fish was phenomenal. Hands down the freshest sushi I have had in the desert. The chef takes time to make each meal with care and thought. Yes, you can taste the love. His experience as a third generation sushi chef shows, he is a one man show cutting up his own whole fish and making his own sushi rice.
There are only quality cuts and dishes - so this is not an AYCE establishment. No mayonnaise sauce and fried breadcrums. Still, I left satisfied and felt like I made a new friend.
If you try this place out, keep an open mind and be careful with that fresh wasabi (really, it's no joke). They also have a specials menu but you need to ask about it. It's on a board too, hidden to your right when you first enter.