- I’m no sushi expert, but Maki Toki has everything I want in a sushi place at a very reasonable price. During happy hour, it’s even cheaper.
If you’ve ever eaten at Maki Toki, you’ll know this guy means that he likes depressing, sterile strip malls; flatscreen TVs; Romanian teenagers; sushi bars with not one remotely Southeast-Asian-looking chef; a selection of four fish that all taste identical and are sinewy, slimy, and cloudy; Beyoncé; and mushy, bland rice.
“No sushi expert”? Pal, you’re not even reading the pamphlets.
- First of all, I am very shocked to see so many negative reviews about this incredible rice and raw fish heaven. I am only the biggest sushi and seafood fan I’ve ever met, and pretty sure anyone’s ever met, so this is confusing to me.
It’s easy to be the biggest sushi and seafood fan you’ve ever met when you’re the only person who can stand you.
More that I just cannot respond to because a language hasn’t been invented yet that’s capable of reaching across the internet and choking someone to death:
- It was the oddest antipasto with a lot of pickled stuff. I don’t like pickles.
- I love Pad Thai. When I usually go out to eat Thai, it’s always the one dish I like to try at every restaurant- each having their own distinct taste and style.
- The place is too stinky to have decent seafood