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| - I thought this day couldn't get any more perfect. Lazed w bae until two, then it was cold, so we figured, why not check out the sushi place on the adjacent block? Expectations were moderate, but as we settled into our chairs, we both sensed that something was different, special, about this place.
It began with the salad. It was sharp, it had us guessing. Ginger, certainly, but what was that undefinable element in the dressing? Turns out the proportions were what did it. It was crispy and crunchy and memorable. Meanwhile, the soup was subtle and perfectly balanced. No overwhelming sodium.
Yet, this did nothing to prepare us for the remarkably aesthetic entree that was presented to us for an absurdly affordable 13 dollars apiece. Garnished with a veritable sculpture of crispy sweet potato and tempura - bae had only to witness it before exclaiming in a thrilling falsetto: "it's so pretty!"
Not the climax of the meal, shockingly. That honour goes to the delightful hybrid of Japanese and Italian cuisine - the inimitable sushi pizza. We all know it, but we know it as a single unit. Delicious, yet predictable. What if I told you that the pizzas here segmented into four tantalizing individually crafted sections, topped generously with the freshest ingredients of your choice.
We would be remiss not to mention the beverages. The banana soda, albeit not the restaurant's creation, leapt neatly over the barrier that has caused so many banana-based beverages to collapse: the unshakeable sense that one is consuming medication. Equally delicious was the Shirakiku Ramune drink. Bae's pronouncement: "Mmmmm, it tastes like bubble gum!"
We have barely scratched the surface of the experience, but unfortunately, we have run out of words. Turn your GPS on and get to Roll & Thai pronto. And, as bae says, let the treasure hunt begin!
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