Finally. I have a neighborhood sushi joint in Snottsdale to regularize. I love Hiro and Shiro (particularly Hiro @ Shiro), but the drive is not always conducive to how I like my sushi: with a side, or ten, of LoudMouth Soup.
Went to Dozo last night with some fellow long-suffering Old Town diners. This is the real deal. Exact opposite of Stingray and RA. This is the kind of place where you are more apt to find a father and daughter eating together, rather than an old douche and some chick-for-hire that looks like she could be his daughter.
It's not gonna change your culinary world. But it's real sushi with an emphasis on good rice and fresh ingredients. So Dozo is now my place.
Notes:
apparently korean run (update: chinese! the owners are from taiwan and they're super cool), i'm guessing you shouldn't practice your japanese on them or you might just learn to say a lot of bad things in korean
they have okinawan beer
pretty good, and reasonable sake selection
lamb chops? seriously? they're great!