Sushi King

Who would dare go to a sushi place that sounds like a burger joint? Well, I did, at the recommendation of a very trustworthy source. I still almost walked out after walking in--the place was hot and smelled like fish. And, lest you forget, the name is sushi king.

But, forging ahead, confident in my source and hungry for sushi, I waited for about 20 minutes just to get a seat at the sushi bar. All of this was well worth it. The yellowtail was amazing (fancily cut with a long thin piece dangling off the rice). Melt-in-your-mouth toro. Good albacore. Another treat of the evening was the spicy yellowtail roll with mayo. I think I may have special ordered something because I watched as he choppped the yellowtail and mixed it in with the spice and mayo right in front of me. You can't get a much fresher roll than that--and with a phenomenal result.

So, brave the name, brave the eye-raising and snickers from your friends. Go to Sushi King. Just remember to dress in layers.