Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm a hopeless romantic. Some may even say that I'm just hopeless. So when I'm in love, I tend to fall hard. And as much as I hate to admit it, I love the feeling of being in love.
Sure, when I fall that hard, it usually ends with me hurting like hell. As if my insides have been ripped out of my very own soul. And the lump inside my throat seems like if it will never go away.
But when I'm deep in it, there's nothing else on my mind and I get lost in feelings of intense euphoria.
So unabashedly, I admit that I am completely and utterly in love with Sasabune.
In all honesty though, it's probably more like an unhealthy addiction.
It started with a nice birthday dinner out in October, then a dinner to celebrate my Christmas bonus, and next was an innocent introduction amongst family and friends.
But soon after my last meal, I couldn't control myself and made reservations to come back two nights later. It was as if I needed my Sasabune fix.
It was intoxicating. The rush of sitting in front of Nobi and Hiroki again. Ordering crab roll after succulent, mouthwatering crab roll. Satisfying the urge to savor each bite of delicious sushi goodness. Chilled toro ice melting on the tongue. Drinking sweet Kurosawa and Sapporo. Finishing the light, fresh, fruity homemade lychee sorbet. Only to want more. More. SO MUCH MORE!
I was hooked.
I had fallen.
And there was no turning back.
street: 12400 Wilshire Blvd | Los Angeles, CA 90025
tel: 1.310.268.8380 = or = 1.310.820.3596
*a correction to my previous post: sushi should be eaten dark to light.
*not open during the weekends. open m-friday only.
*sushi chefs cannot drink until after 9pm. order them a round after the 9 o'clock hour.
"Lost in Love" from Greatest Hits Album
by New Edition