The Kinjo empire gets a standing ovation.
They say you shouldn't order hungry, otherwise you end up ordering food you need and food you'll regret. Here they make sure you survive for the next few minutes of crucial decision making by giving you a few complimentary bites of sushi or hot food. Spicy salmon and ginger beef? Yes please.
The sushi is tasty, I always come to Kinjo for the rolls. How picky can one ever really get over sushi? How many food shows and documentaries until eventually you're just a sushi snob swatting away at your friend's hands because they dunked it in soy sauce? Sometimes you just gotta lay back, stick a few doorstops to keep your jaw open and let those rolls march in.
Pricing. Fair. This is a great place to treat anyone to. As opposed to say a night out at a fancy resto with a tasting menu that claims to have truffle oil only to have a beauty mark sized drop of it on the side of your plate. Am I beefin? I always am.
They usually make you work for a box of pocky. I'm glad our host just made a few jokes with us and each gave us a box. Because, there's a certain point of trust between two people that somebody's Motown renditions become endearing and in my case it's at the later stages when they have no choice but to stick it out ol Ange.