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| - Throughout my life I have been fascinated by all things Asian. I as a child I saw my first Japanese Spinning Sex Basket. My father brought it home on my 3rd birthday...he had no present for me...unless you call a slap and "don't ever come in my room again" a present. Knowing him...I do. Years later he passed out and his Swisher Sweet fell out of his hand and burned down our trailer...for the 5th time. I cried for the chair that had made it through 4 fires, 8 wives, 9 waitresses named "Rose" and a guy in a dress...named "Rose"...and it was gone. Craftsmanship, luck...and an incredible amount of lubricant has protected it over the years. My father wept. He cursed God. He flogged himself with the red plastic track for my toy cars. He ran away...neither me or his badly burned 9th female Rose ever saw him again. I heard he spent decades trying to replicate the feel of that basket. an obsession that nearly killed him. Rose despite his burns was a good stepmother to me....until...well...that is another story.
Rex remembered...he remembered the squeals of delight...the screams of ecstasy...the snapping of the chain and the cries of help from my father and his companion of the day. He was insastiable...and animal...I was insatiable...and animal. I read everything i could about the Pacific rim...i nicknamed my anus "The Atlantic Rim"...I was a scholar of all things Asian. I even bought pictures of tigers on black velvet...very Asian. I had two true Asian loves...Margret Cho and sushi. Margret left me for some film director...I was crushed...but my search for all things sushi never subsided. I would go to the finest sushi houses. I would eat canned tuna straight from the can. I was hardcore.
In these times of want and woe....I want roe...as much of it as I can eat. All you can eat sushi is usually like having a naked dance party in a Weight Watchers...never good...and not good examples of what fun you COULD be having...if you were in a different situation. Kai Sushi and Steakhouse is like having a naked dance party in the backstage area of the Victoria Secret modeling show. It is heaven. It is perfection. It is better than Margret Cho in my father's basket. My dream of good all you can eat sushi is realized...great all you can eat sushi for under 25 bucks!! If this is dreaming...don't wake me up.
I will start out with something not necessarily brought up first when reviewing all you can eat sushi...they have the best mussels in town! Bar none. Amazing. A touch spicy. A touch sweet. The best ever. Their sushi rolls are perfect. Great mix of some sweet, some crunchy, some with acidity, some with a combination. The best roll...the Lion roll. Second best...the Stacy roll. Everyone i had, in the many times I have been there, are great. The fish is so fresh, the roll is perfectly built, the sauces are spot on. It is a miracle they do this for all you can eat. They even do substitutions!!! I listened to a person ask to have a Stacy roll with cream cheese...and they did it! The salmon roe is excellent and the sashimi is very good as well...because the fish, and i can't say this enough...is so fresh, so tasty, that anything that is made with this kind of care is going to be good.
The tempura is perfect in the roll, out of the roll...and most importantly...for the soft shell crab. The soft shell crabs are included and they are great...you would think perfect...OH NO...not until you get the Charlie handroll. The Charlie is the single greatest roll in all of Las Vegas...and the best I have ever had. People who come from NYC, Philly and other major cities have sat in silence with me and ate bite after bite in sheer amazement. The crab is crunchy. The sauce is creamy and spicy. It is the single best thing I have had in my mouth since the time I met Emma Stone.
Amazing service. Great people. The sushi chef is helpful and funny. The free refills of soda keep coming. The drinks are made strong and good!
The menu is full and very little isn't included. Much more than most all you can eat sushi joints.
Go. Eat. Think of Asia. Think of Rex. Think of the basket. Be in the basket with Rex...but he won't be with you.
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