I've eaten here many times over the last nine years. I never come hungry-- I know that by the time I get my food, I'll be starving. "Tony," the legendarily cranky Japanese owner, claims on the menu that he's slow because he's the only one in the kitchen and he's old. Yes, sure, that's true. But it's also true that he takes breaks to go have drinks in other bars in the area. The spicy fried tofu is the tastiest you'll have anywhere and the edamame is steamed to perfection (though wildly over-priced). The sushi is loosely rolled and has way too much rice which means that it falls apart and you can't possibly eat a piece in a single bite. The servers, bless their souls, try very very hard, so please tip them well, regardless. Do not, however, order a drink with hard liquor. It's always watered down (I know because I've ordered it straight up, just to test my perceptions). Get a beer instead.
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