Cute little Japanese-run Japanese place.
I was pumped to see 'sake oyako don' on the menu. It's a simple bowl of sushi rice, salmon sashimi, and salmon roe. I friggin love those salty, glistening, plump jewels of salty goodness. Man they're so salty and good and plump.
Note: this place doesn't have washrooms. For reals. You have to go to the parking garage like some convict.
Fun fact: 'oyako' means 'parent and child'. Get it? You're eating the adult fish, and its little babies in the same dish. Kinda sick? A little. Also, ordering 'oyako don' might get you chicken and eggs on rice (see, same deal). So check yo'self before ordering.