Mr. Sushi, aka Mr. Sushi’s Japanese & Korean Foodshack feat. Sushi, is what I would call anti-baby. I know this because of a) the review in the link below, and b) the dirty looks we got for just talking about babies. What’s the deal, Mr. Sushi? Why’re you hatin’ on babies?
Anyway, the tempura is worth going for, and the bi bim bab I got was extremely adequate. Mr. Sushi also has giant, fish-looking chicken and likes to dole out spinach like there’s no tomorrow, if you’re into that sort of thing. But the sushi, clearly, is what to really go for.
Service is fine. It’s slightly expensive, so you better come hungry. And don’t bring a baby, don’t talk about a baby, don’t even call your girlfriend “baby”. It ain’t gonna fly with Old Man Sushi.
