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| - This is west side, amongst the green belts and tract homes, Las Vegas tries to put its own spin on Californication. My name is Skacey, I carry a sense of nostalgia.
7:28 pm. I arrive at Swish a bit earlier than my partners tonight. This far from the Asian markets on Spring Mountain, I'm on high alert for flim flam. After a quick stop in the restroom (clean, but no hot water at the sink tonight), I take a seat and let my server know that the investigation will include two others.
There is not much to the decor. The seating is around one long horseshoe shaped bar, the servers work the cooking pots as they dart from one end to the other. Conversations are fine for couples, but with three or more, you'll find yourself leaning in and out more often than the Hokey Pokey.
We decide to start with the recommended wasabi octopi (good with beer, the menu claims) and an order of edamame. The octopi came in a small bowl with little round nuggets in a slimey wasabi sauce. Now, don't get me wrong, the wasabi and octopi tasted ok, but trying to fish pea sized chunks from a bath of sinus cleaner with two sticks was strange.
We decided to order three different beef dishes and trade amongst ourselves. Of the three, the Kobe Beef was the only one that seemed to distinguish itself. One helpful hint, they do have tongs to help retrieve lost swimmers. The meal itself was very tasty, the vegies were crisp and fresh, the beef sliced wafer thin (Monte Python references aside)
Bottom line:
The good: excellent sukiyaki, fresh vegies, wonderful service
The bad: not much, but if your in a larger group, visiting can be hard
The ugly: wierd slimy octopus nuggets...nuff said
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