My friends and I like food.
What, am I supposed to apologize? Okay: Sorry. With a capitol S. There you go. Because, sometimes, we pay 50$ for luch. On a Tuesday. Yeah, I said it. So. What. You’re more than welcome to join us. As long as when the bill comes, all you do is sigh. A puff of heald breath says everything that everyone’s thinking, and adding actual words to the conversation grates on my ears, nerves, guilt, and self loathing more than I can stand.
So stop it.
One tuesday in particular, my rouge group of cullinary bandits and I happened upon Sugarfish, a newish Sushi Nozawa restaurant in Downtown LA, where you siddown, shaddap, and melt over whatever he gives you.
Your options are:
Trust Me ($23.50), Trust Me/Light ($13.50), or theNozawa ($32-34).
I opted to Trust in full, cuz I ain’t light. Enjoy.