restaurant review

On sunday, we tried to eat at Kru, but it was closed for the 3rd and 4th (note to Kru-it's kinda a bad idea for a new restaurant that was just reviewed to close on a busy day like the sunday of a three-day weekend. The owners probably would have cringed if they had seen how many people were pulling up to eat). But Kru's loss was Tamaya's gain. We just sauntered on down to the new sushi bar in the location of the old Deli Delight (on J on the same block as Tapa's). It's O.K. inside, too many TVs, which is par for the course in a Sac restaurant, unfortunately. The menu is big. This place is billing itself as a sushi bar and robata grill. There is some buzz around robata grilling lately, it's a hot new type of restaurant in NY. I guess it is just a charcoal grill. The waitress seemed confused about it, and really just kind of confused in general. But nice. This time we just got sushi, but next time I want to try some grilled stuff. And there will be a next time because the food was very tasty and relatively cheap. I stuck to the simpler rolls, although they have an entire menu section with the crazy rolls. A tuna and avo roll was five bucks! The key here is that they actually season their sushi rice well. A lot of the sort of more obnoxious sushi places downtown are all about sauces and fried stuff, but they forget about the most basic sushi ingredient: the rice. The rice should have a delicate rice vinegar flavor and be firm and slightly cold. Mushy rice ruins the sushi!! I highly recommend you try Tamaya. As for Kru, who knows? Maybe I'll go there soon.

I also peeped March of the Penguins. It's cute as fuck and nice and short, as a nature doc should be. The anthropomorphizing was really out of control though. Morgan Freeman reads off a bunch of bullshit about how "the mother's loss was unbearable" or "the family feels the joy of reunion". Come on, these are birds with brains about as big as a pencil eraser. And Morgan Freeman stays oddly silent as the momma birds stand around and watch a baby get pecked to death by a gull. I guess he couldn't think of anything to say about their unbearable pain because they just sit their and watch the spectacle with their beady little eyes. And probably forget they even had a baby about five minutes after it's dead. But this movie is filled with fuzzy penguin babies and the miracle of life and all that crap. Check it out when it opens at Tower on friday.