Soul Train and Sushi. Who knew those two things went so well together? Like vodka and gummi bears.
There are two sections to Fuji Yama. At night, she puts on her bangliest; spangliest hoop earrings, closes off the restaurant-only section and turns in to a restaurant bar with dancing... well... that is, if their DJ could figure out how to beat match. Soul Train plays on every TV, and there is a video dart game for those that are such inclined.
Despite the awkward playlist, the Soul Train was much appreciated while we nommed on delicious rolls, three of which magically appeared even though we did not order them. The deliciousness trumped the mysteriousness, although, now I wonder if a Soul Train passenger was left longing for their Unagi. The avocado rolls were generous and perfectly buttery, and the yam tempura rolls were scrumtralescent.
Sad that I did not stay for stand-up.