Considering my general adoration of raw fishes, I’m surprised that it’s taken me so long to make my way to Sushi Gen. With my mom in town for business and my birthday just around the corner, I had the perfect reasons to finally sit down for dinner at Little Tokyo’s premier sushi destination.
Mom and I had a choice between a table in the dining room or a seat at the sushi bar. We went with the latter and were seated in front of Kazu-san.
What’s notable about Sushi Gen’s sushi bar is its shear size. Whereas most sushi bars in L.A. are staffed by two or three chefs, this one had five or so men behind the counter serving the restaurant’s perpetually packed dining room. The energy level here was also more vibrant than most due to the number of people in the house. The vibe wasn’t exactly zen, but I quite liked the high spirits.
To start was a marinated seaweed salad topped with a goopy dollop of mountain yam that tasted refreshing and tangy, but not exactly delicious.
