First Minado, then Badayori and now Nori Nori... I thought they committed seppuku a long time ago.
Changing your name like changing your underpants doesn't mean your junk will taste any better... Well, in most cases until I made another visit to this specimen.
The entire place looks the same since the first retarded brother was born. The entire setup from the food stations, tables, chairs, plates (still has Minado on it), cups to the utensils... Shit, even the cooks, whom none were of Asian decent unless the elastic from the hair net pulled their eyes back.
Ok, ok... What about the food Fraudie, you ask? It ain't too shabby... For what it is. I went for dinner to sample everything they can poop out from the rear... kitchen. You got all your nigiris, rolls, salads, noodles, assorted hot foods (fried, steam and what not), crepes and bite size desserts. Sashimi, uni, crab legs and oysters were only available at dinner hours.
It ain't top grade sooshe but do you really expect it to be from a Jimmy buffet? It's colorful and doesn't smell like my last girlfriend... which is a big plus in my book. They don't push the rice policy, so those WHO don't like RICE at sushi BUFFETS can hide at least half of it under some oyster shells. The only thing I found ugly were the sashimi... They were hacked up pieces of chum, not slices, more like cubes, rectangles and triangles. It got real tiresome real fast.
Stuff your face as much as you want because it has improved a lot since inception and way better than Ru Shizzy's... Plus, they don't yell gibberish at you when you walk in. Screw you, sake bombs... That's what the bathroom's for.
Thanks Fat America, you did it again!!!
Burp.
Splash.
6690 Roswell Rd
Sandy Springs, GA 30328
(404) 257-1288
Monday, February 9, 2009
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