Ugghh. We were fooled by the lure of a cool ambiance and an intriguing menu -- Cyros has the appearances end of things down pat, and they do a great job of setting high expectations. Spraying on your soy ... unique and fun. Modern decor with a confident zen simplicity that definitely throws the vibe that you are in a hip spot.
But wow, what a total whiff when it came to the substance of the place. If SouthPark is searching for a strong sushi option to Upstream or Yama, well ... the Taj MaTeeter and D&D won't even be threatened by this one. Bummer.
Cyros tries hard at something, but I'm not sure what exactly. It has bland to bad sushi, but at least they offset that with slow, inept service.
If you're hankering for Hong Kong rather than Tokyo, rest assured the globbed-on mayonnaise (I mean, really ... on a California roll??) and money cat saluting you for luck on the way out will leave no doubt where this "sushi" was inspired.
Oh-for-three from veteran sushi lovers in our party. None of us had ever experienced avocado with the density and consistency of a carrot before tonight (in not one but two rolls ... seriously, the avocado *crunched*!! ewww). The fish itself wasn't grainy or chewy or fishy, but it was just a shadow of what it should have been -- like lemonade cut weak with too much water.
Epic FAIL