Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Sushi groupies and a restaurant review

I had always theorized that they might exist. Hell, my wife and I know our favorite sushi chefs and they know us. (Hey Manadu, the big fat guy and his wife just walked in, start making some Sunomono and I'll get the Oshinko and Hell Roll going. OK Rodel.) So it stands to reason that sushi groupies could occur naturally. To an extent I'm one, I suppose, except I've not consumed by a desire to have sex with my favorite sushi chefs. They will still get a Christmas present though.

Today I saw a sushi groupie at the Mikado in Sandy. This specimen sat down right next to me, even though there were 6 other seats open. Her friend asked with an air of resignation, "are you sure you don't want to get a table?". As soon as her ass flopped on the seat, the incessant chatter began. "Oh I heard Kevin from Mizumi works here now". "Do you know how to make the Kevin number two roll?". "What's your best roll?"

The sushi chef smiled a lot and shot back the occasional 'uh-huh'. But he answered what he thought the best roll was and mentioned that I had just eaten one and that perhaps they should ask me if it's any good. Clearly she had no interest in getting the best roll, she was just trying desperately to engage him in conversation. And he was just as desperately trying to avoid it. She was the kind of girl that I might have dated when I was 22 (starving student), but not 24 (pharmacist with no bills and plenty of time and ...... ahem ....... energy).

No fewer than four times she brought up how Mizumi does things and how Kevin (who used to work at Mizumi, but now works at Mikdao but was NOT there) was so wonderful. I wanted to scream out "Go to Mizumi, leave Kevin alone, and SHUT THE F**K UP while I'm eating!". But being old and feeble I caught the eye of the chef in one of her rare quiet monents........he rolled his eyes........message received.

The bento box lunch was good. As was the sushi. The baby octopus salad was a winner though. The Mikado is good in a pinch for lunch when I don't feel like driving all the way to Suehiro. The sushi seems to have a uniformity to it. They all taste alike.

My favorite sushi is at the Teppanyaki in West Jordan. The Sunomono is the best I've ever had. I can order oshinko and not be treated dismissively. The Hell Roll is my favorite roll ever.

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