Incidental Acts of Spontaneous Cerebral Violence

Thursday, July 22, 2004

Jealous anyone?

Tonight, the (ex-)roomie and I will be sitting down for our semi-regular sushi dinner at [Zagat excerpt]:


Food: 27 Decor: 7 Service: 16 Cost: $48

Studio City
11288 Ventura Blvd. (Main St.) Studio City, CA, 91604 (818) 508-7017

“Let Mr. Trust Me [aka chef Kazunori Nozawa] take care of it” at this decor-challenged storefront Japanese in Studio City, a perennial top-ten contender for Food renowned for its omakase menu of “sublime” sushi that’s “tailored to American tastes”; while some are growing tired of his “Sushi Nazi” “shtick”, you still have to “arrive early” or else join the “line stretching down the street.”

To date, I have dined at many, many, many, many sushi restaurants and none have ever topped Nozawa. No, it's not as electric as sex or skydiving. But it's pretty fucking close.

By the way, if anyone wants to go to Masa while I'm in New York, just say the word (and bring your AMEX).

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