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| - You would think that living in Seattle, I would have found some good sushi. I guess I did, but if I really wanted *good* sushi, I had to drive three hours to Vancouver. Now here I am, moved out to the middle of the desert, and I've found a restaurant to beat the pants off of anything in Seattle.
I know it's a stereotype that if the workers speak the language of cuisine's country, and if half the people there look like they're from that country, it must be a good place. Well, so far that stereotype hasn't been wrong for me, and Sushi Ken meets it. When I asked about the negitoro (which I haven't had since living in Japan), the waitress asked the chef if they had any toro, in Japanese. (The answer was "nai") :( Sad times. But the negihama is a half decent substitute. The sushi is delicious, and there are all sorts of varieties of rolls. I'm a sucker for the yami roll, which I really wonder is "yummy" in romaji. Who cares, it makes me pass out with *nom.*
I've also had the tempura ice cream. It's not the best I've ever had, but it is still purty gosh durn good.
Really, when it's good, what else can you say? You can't go wrong with Sushi Ken.
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