Solo Sushi Needs Soy Sauce. Akashi Has Soy Sauce.
9:39 p.m. last night, my friend texted me, "Loving [Lil'] Kim on Dancing With the Stars!"
he was home watching B & C-Listers do the cha-cha - wasabi, crab
and fresh-out-the-water tuna was doing the electric boogaloo on my
tongue. Akashi's South Miami
outpost is potentially one of the best sushi spots in town, and the
spankin' new SoBe location is potentially one of the sexiest.
Japanese-inspired graffiti by an artist named Jonas had welcomed me
into the restaurant, and an urban chic vibe continued throughout.
I was there for Sushi-Me! Mondays a weekly dinner party where sushi rolls and sake bombs
reign supreme. It is all put on by promoter Michael Madd, in
conjunction with owner/head chef Larry Chi. "The South Miami location
has great food, but no atmosphere. It's kind of like a cafeteria, while
this location adds South Beach flair to incredible sushi," said Chi.
Ideally, last night should have been about me and a few girlfriends
giggling/griping about our Monday or me and a boy feeding each other
Dragon rolls, but I rolled to Akashi solo and intent on chatting up
someone new. Luckily the sushi bar is usually packed with solo birds
open to a lil' convo and willing to drop a piece of Cali roll onto your
plate if you say the right thing. Plus, watching Larry construct,
slice, and serve the sushi is entertainment enough. I had one with crab
and avocado on the inside and topped with tuna. Understand that my roll
was rice-less because carbs aren't my friend - let it be yours. Or
don't and order the tuna tartare - a subtly explosive mound of tuna
mixed with lemon juice, olive oil, avocado, onion, and sesame oil. How
the hell do you say yum in Japanese?