Circuit Court New Orleans
Miyako Sushi Bar & Hibachi
3837 Veterans
Boulevard
Metairie, LA
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9/9/02
Sushi.
Sashimi. I love it. Those perfect little colored rolls and shiny slices
of raw fish kick my salivary glands into overdrive. Even mention sushi
in the presence of sophisticated eaters and you are likely to spark a
lively debate. Thankfully I don't know any of those, and my suggestion
of Miyako on Veterans in Metairie merely prompted a "Who's going
to drive?"
We arrived
with rumblings in our bellies. Enticing aromas wafted hither and yon.
Mmmm, and it smelled real good in there too. Not just a sushi bar, Miyako
has Hibachi chefs as well, and they were hard at work when we entered,
entertaining a large group at the grill. Anyone looking for a Hibachi
style meal (a la Benihana) should check out this place.
Once
seated, we ordered in haste: pot stickers, mounds of sushi rolls, hills
of sashimi, boatloads of tempura. The lovely Asian server eyed us suspiciously,
if not slightly contemptuously, for certainly we had over-ordered. They
know not what they do, thought the pretty girl.
Oh yes,
fair wench, we are very hungry.
The
pot stickers came out, and my were they tasty, as pot stickers are wont
to be, crispy and delightful. Then the main dishes started coming. First
a simple salad with a tangy, wasabi based dressing. Sushi arrived. Rolls
were devoured. Sashimi came. Nice fillets of lemon fish, salmon, and tuna
met a similar fate. Ice cold sips of Sapporo washed down our feast.
But wait!
More? Is that boat full of tempura headed this way, perchance? Ah, open
for me O heavenly gates of overindulgence, your prodigal son is coming
home. Once they delivered all the platters and bowls I looked like I had
hidden myself behind a tempura barricade. Chopsticks flew and sadly, I
lost a niece in the fray. Last we saw her she was reaching for the shrimp
and then, well, just gone. Possibly dunked in some wasabi.
This
went on for at least 40 more minutes. Good food, good folks. A big shout
out to cousins Steve, Aminta, Amanda, and the diminutive Stephanie, who
thankfully was not dunked in wasabi and eaten, but had been in the restroom.
The bill
was laughable for your repast, coming in at just under $15 a person. Obscene
amounts of food, and still our wallets were heavy.
The service
was, well...What do you say to a gorgeous Asian girl bringing anything
you ask for with a smile? I say yes. And I'll say yes again. Hopefully
soon.
   
Contact
Magistrate Loupe at magistrate@neworleans.com
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