The last time I heard the words “trust me”, they were coming from
the sketchy guy holding two beers…for himself. In a dimly lit dive. Sugarfish
is no dive, but you can understand my apprehension when the words “Trust Me” jumped
out as I squinted at the menu through the mood lighting.
Except this time, instead of being revolted, I was pretty conflicted.
Part of me wanted to say, “Buddy, it’s not THAT dark in here”, but another part
of me said “Show me what you got.”
And Sugarfish sure as heck showed. My date with Sugarfish was off to
a strong start with the Organic Edamame. These fuzzy little pods taste fresh-off-the-vine, and the salt
infuses all the way through for an evenly flavored little bean of bliss.
The edamame was a surprisingly hard act to follow, and the
Tuna Sashimi was trying too hard. The top-of-the-line tuna melts in
your mouth, but the plethora of perfect ponzu didn’t do it any favors. Over-sauced
despite being over-the-top tasty, the perfect taste and texture of tuna was
almost a tease with all that sauce running interference.
I’m too cynical for love at first sight, but love at first bite is
entirely possible with palate-pleasers like the
Albacore Sushi. It may take a while to earn my trust, but between
that and a
Salmon Sushi sweet-as-sugarfish,
I’ll trust Sugarfish’s quality any day.
I don’t usually like
Yellowtail
Sushi – it’s pretty unforgiving when it comes to freshness and tastes a
little too fishy a little too quickly. Then again, this yellowtail was fresher
than a first date, and between that the smooth-as-sake
Halibut Sushi with an amazing accompanying yuzu ponzu, this place
has reeled me in; hook, line, and sinker.
It’s been a long time since I’ve agreed to address a love-hate
relationship, especially, my love-hate relationship with hand rolls. Half the
time the sushi doesn’t go all the way through so you’re stuck sucking on
seaweed and rice, and there’s nothing worse than getting to the bottom of the
roll and only to find nothing there. Good thing the
Toro Hand Roll was a cylinder crammed with fatty cuts of tuna that are
as flawless as a honeymoon-phase relationship.
I may have a love-hate relationship with hand rolls, but I have a
love-love-love relationship with blue crab. And this
Blue Crab Hand Roll, bulging with blue crab sweeter than a lover’s
kiss may be one of the most amazing things I’ve ever eaten.
When it comes to relationships, my policy is to proceed with
caution, but seductive Sugarfish throws my caution to the wind. Forget my trust
issues, I’ll trust anything they put in front of me. And forget my spite for
sauce, I’ll put up with any ponzu on my plate. Funny, I usually don’t go for most
things fresh off a boat, but fresh off a tuna boat is totally fine by me.