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Date: 2010-04-16 03:09 am (UTC)The place in question started out as a Japanese home-cooking and noodle-shop. Everything she does is very authentic. We often go there and just get onigiri for lunch.
When Yoko decided to add sushi, I thought that she was, sadly, bowing to the pressure of The Market, which says "Japanese Restaurant"=="Sushi". The sushi chef that she hired is actually Japanese, and moved up here to basically go into early retirement. I have a feeling that Yoko-san gave him a lot of freedom to define what this position is for him. It's probably far, far lower pressure than the places he worked (or ran; I don't recall) further south, closer to Manhattan.