This is the space that’s usually reserved for telling you all about a local restaurant you should check out while you’re in town. This month I’m going to use it, instead, to tell you about something you might want to go watch. I will still write about a restaurant, something of a staff favorite, in fact, which is where the spectacle begins. You see, the boys on our team, kind of a competitive lot, have recently discovered all-you-can-eat sushi, in the form of a place called, simply, Sushi 85. I was taken there a couple of weeks ago by a certain sales manager who spent the duration of our lunch encouraging me to “get tough” and “stick it to the man.” Maybe I ate one or two pieces past my natural stopping place, but I’m not the most receptive to that kind of goading. Slightly disappointed, he regaled me with stories of the true heroes of Sushi 85. Men whose eating knows no limits, men for whom the little ginger slices seem to clean more than just the palate. They’ll spend hours, so the stories go, eating steadily, watching and encouraging one another with the same dedication and force I’ve seen them use to egg on the lifting of heavier and heavier weights in the gym. Mike Silva, in reservations is reputedly very, very good. The champion, however, without question, is said to be front desk manager Mike Pinsil. It is with awe and pride that tales of his gastronomical feats are told.
This also is a story about a good sushi restaurant, by the way. Really good, even. But, if I were you, I’d wait for day when I could follow the boys, take a table nearby and enjoy a little dinner theater.