
So. This is Sushi Ga Ga, the somewhat controversial new opening in Chinatown; a breezy little Japanese restaurant run by not-Japanese people and well, serving (with a glance at the odd blog and review published thus far) what can only be quantified as reasonably questionable food.
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I am not one to exaggerate.
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Ok ok fiiiiiiiiine, I exaggerate a little. But if you’re gonna believe anything I say, believe this: Sushi of Shiori? The best sushi I’ve had in London. Period.
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grilled eel with cucumber
This is a photo post of dinner at Kikuchi Japanese Restaurant last Friday night. It’s not that I have nothing to say (c’mon you guys know me better than that!). It’s just that all I need to say is that I loved it and I’ll definitely be back.
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I started this blog post on Monday night and normally I do my posts in one sitting because if you haven’t noticed, my posts are not well thought-out, well drafted pieces of art. They are more a verbal vomit of the strings of thoughts that are cruising around my head and occasionally, they kinda sorta maybe make sense.
But on Monday night, I had to take a break. Why? Because my beloved was playing football.
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So I have this job where I work on my own. It’s kind of hard to explain so I’m just going to glaze over that but anyway, every day I plug away on my filthy excuse of a laptop keyboard, poking away at the keys to form words which eventually become some important document that I have to write for work.
But occasionally, I poke and prod at the keyboard to create a tweet, and this thing, this tweet, keeps me in touch with the “real world” (such a very arguable point) and keeps me from going certified insane.
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