My first free Saturday in, uh, months was destined to be perfect. It was - class in D.C., then terrific shopping at the always-awesome Cupcake, a nap and then a jaunt over to Fed Hill to meet the runners for rooftop debauchery and then carousing, all mixed in with perfect weather.
Yep, perfect. Until we ordered sushi from Kiku Sushi. Maybe it was an off night, as this place was named Best of Baltimore in 2005. But with so many other sushi places in the nabe, it's not worth chancing.
The rolls were sloppy - too much, uneven rice. The fish was fishy - not the way it's supposed to be, but the way that makes you pucker your mouth because of the foul after taste. The steamed dumplings were crunchy around the edges and the edamame was brown and looked three days old.
So I'm being harsh, I know. But with so many great sushi places in Baltimore, including Matsuri and Cross Street just in Federal Hill, a restaurant can't afford to deliver poor-quality food on a Saturday night. Gross fish, messsed-up orders, sloppy sushi and nasty edamame... Kiku is BANNED.
(That said, Saturday was still perfect. The sushi just sucked.)
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