Sushi, sushi, and more sushi. I have been in a rut lately – a rut that I am not complaining about one bit. On a special occasion recently my love and I had the chance to dine at Sushi Yasuda in New York.
I learned about the restaurant during Japanese class at Japan Society. Sensei used a list of great Japanese establishments in the city as a way to teach us how to say phone numbers. And on that list, yes you guessed it, this sushi-ya. The next step was finding the place. It is on a very unassuming street in the business district by Grand Central Terminal. And the signage for the restaurant is even more unassuming.
The restaurant is sharp. Floor to ceiling bamboo wraps you in an inviting warmth. The sake selection was OK. I give the sushi a 4 out of 5. It is good, very good, but I have been spoiled. They lost a point for portion sizes (very small nigiri) and the rice more than anything. It had a bit too much bite for my liking. But I know a lot of people like that so do be sure to try it yourself.
There was something kinda cute on their website. Looks like they sell some sushi oriented origami as souvenirs.