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| - Note: Monday-Friday they serve lunch from 11 A.M. to 2:30 P.M. and dinner from 5 P.M. to 9:30 P.M. On Saturdays they are open from all day from 11 A.M. to 10 P.M.
Kay has been on a sushi kick as of late, and when she's on a kick, she's Gary Anderson, so who was I to deny her cravings?
I looked about online for establishments that serve sushi, and being intrepid, decided that we try Dasonii in Robinson, which hadn't been touched yet on Yelp.
Let me tell you, there is nothing like watching a Steelers game in a busy Korean restaurant on a Saturday evening.
MAN, do they love Hines Ward. As far as they are concerned he is Superman, and that admiration absolutely toasts the heart.
Also heart-toasting was the service. I was greeted by a man and a woman (I assume they were the owners) who seemed anxious due to the Steelers/Ravens game playing out on the big screen TV above the bar. We were given a good spot so as to watch the game whilst dining. Each time the Steelers made a big play or scored, everyone in the restaurant, from toddlers in high chairs to very distinguished looking adults in expensive clothes, looked at us (the only non-Koreans in the room) with smiles on their faces, clapping, excited.
Hell, THIS is the kind of place I'd like to watch a game at. There was no screaming, no fighting, no cussing (unless they were doing so in Korean), no bimbos, no buttheads, just a feeling that the Steeler Nation is universal.
Oh wait. I see the triceratops sitting over there on the sofa with the words "KOREAN SUSHI???" spraypainted across its hide.
Everyone else, young and old alike, seemed to be enjoying Dasonii's various "hot pots" which include weird things (and I worship the weird) like octopus and beef intestine.
We almost went that route, but when Kay wants sushi, she must have sushi or our plane of reality will be fractured into oblivion!!!
I kid the galpal.
We opted for the Sushi & Sashimi Combination Super Deluxe which serves two, comes with Dasonii's fine miso soup as a starter, and is brought to your table on an exquisite wooden tray/plate, with a presentation so ornate, again I regretted not capturing it on film.
I can't remember how many pieces we were given, but it was more than enough for both of us. You got the nigirizushi, the makizushi, the futomaki, the hosomaki, the temaki, the uromaki, and the sashimi which consisted of salmon, different cuts of tuna, and another fish that I think was monkfish or anglerfish (even our fine waiter and ardent Steeler fan Sejin wasn't sure).
As I keep repeating to avoid being bagged on, I have yet to achieve "guru" status concerning sushi and sashimi, but I am not afraid to say that I greatly enjoyed my meal. The sashimi was so good, I barely used the obligatory wasabi, ginger slices, soy sauce and daikon, eating it almost bare. The fatty tuna was satin, the salmon was pure velvet. Naked. Elegance.
I dunno sushi/sashimi geeks, come here, try Dasonii, and let us know what you think. I wish I could be more eloquent and knowledgeable about the whole affair, but I can honestly say that our mouths and bellies were impressed.
The nigirizushi (God bless Jimmy Wales), came with shrimp, octopus (!), and eel (!!). The eel was the highlight for me; so rich, so savory, so beautifully alien, Atlantean.
Dasonii's only real dessert is Green Tea Ice Cream which we did not have.
Last night marked another new experience for me; I had Ikura (salmon roe) for the very first time atop a small purse of nori. Some would call it caviar, I call them gummy red BB's that burst into mildly salty juiciness when your teeth crush them. Tantalizing.
Not-so-new experience for me: Realizing once more that I cannot master the use of chopsticks, despite Kay's futile tutorials. Embarassing. My fingers are just not programmed for 'em. Their chopsticks are stainless steel as are the tables, Dasonii's decor being tre modern, sleek, and stylish despite being casual.
Lesson Learned: One can enjoy an important Steeler game (and eat terrific food for that matter) without having to contend with drunken, uncivil conduct and with people who come from other lands and speak English secondarily. Try it sometime. The name of the restaurant means "the person you love" in Korean, and I felt loved, from perfect strangers who were just glad we ate at their restaurant, liked their cuisine, and cared about the Steelers as much as they did. The only thing more joyful than Hines Ward's performance was watching their reactions to the amazing plays he made.
Heck, we didn't even think they'd have it on.
But next time, I'm putting my foot down and insisting on a hot pot. I was almost jealous of the other diners. Almost.
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