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penrose-quinn · 3 years ago

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Green Light | Part Three

"Well," you started. "Wanna know a secret?"

Shinichiro moved closer to you. His knee knocked over yours from the movement, leaning there a little; a warm press. "I'm all ears."

pairing: shinichiro sano/gn!reader

content tags: road trips. childhood friends. growing up together and growing apart. angst and hurt/comfort. feelings realization. old friends trying to reconnect but are being dumbasses about it. smoking. yes, we get fluff now :D

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Mornings were the earliest in Tokyo, yet the night wasn’t over somehow.

One moment you’re in some desolate gas station in Utsunomiya, and then before you knew it, one of you was already dragging the other in a local gyoza shop; not because the both of you liked them, much less the greasy, overpriced ones, but because you couldn’t escape passing over neighboring gyoza shops from each block.

It’s bound to stir some curiosity, and upon coming across a banner promoting a special platter with an array of flavors such as kampyo and First Love, no one minded spending money over dumplings just to know what The Wolf Gets Angry gyoza tasted like – apparently, konjac.

"So what's the taste of First Love like?"

You’ve been waiting to say that, haven’t you?

You tamped the urge to snort. "Kinda like fruit. Tangy."

"Oh, there's lemon in it," noticed Shinichiro. You wanted to mention that you also chewed on a piece of apple, but he plucked the gyoza from the plate for a taste before you could. He'd do the same thing thoughtlessly later on, leading to how the both of you fought over chocolate gyoza.

All game, of course, until he'd attempt to make it up to you by trading you the shitty yoghurt one. You knew it was shitty because after taking a half bite, you immediately thought yoghurt shouldn't be warm at all.

Shinichiro still had the gall to ask, oblivious, "what does that taste like?" and you just shoved the gyoza in his mouth. He gagged.

You felt bad for disturbing what little peace the part-time server had for having to deal with both of your nonsense after you left the shop.

But this was fun, you mused, and it was still dark out, quiet and surreal. The streetlights beamed softly over your shadows on the pavement.

“It’s about this time.”

Shinichiro acknowledged you with a hum, hands on his pockets, as your gaze wandered to the outline of trees bedecking the front of some local shrine.

“When the Black Dragons meetings ended,” you said, and then you jerked your head to the side, motioning to the flight of stone steps.

With a nod, he climbed up with you, rummaging for his pack of smokes in his jacket. “Thought it’d be earlier.”

“For everyone else,” you groused out. “You always stayed back, like the selfish bastard you were.”

That flickered up a wry smirk on his lips, propped with an unlit cigarette. Then he reached for a lighter. “Not my fault you didn’t have a bike yet,” he retorted, sliding in a jab, “why didn’t you just get a ride from Waka?”

Because he lives farther. But you weren’t going to expose yourself and rile up Shin’s curiosity all over again.

That didn’t stop you from nudging his arm with your elbow for bringing it up.

Shinichiro grinned. “You got free rides from mine before you had one anyway.”

He gestured the cigarette threaded between his fingers, as if to offer it to you. You nodded. Then he blinked when you took it and wrapped it around your mouth, making him pull out his pack again. "Uh, I was actually going to give you a new one."

"Oh," you drawled out lamely, so he wasn’t going to share. You retreated back to the filter for another drag, letting the smoke settle a little longer in your lungs before sighing it out. "I'm good now. You can have it back."

He did; his fingers meeting yours in the exchange, careful not to brush on hot ashes.

When the both of you reached the top, you sat down the stair tread with him, gazing upon Utsunomiya overhead; the map of a drowsy city, still enclosed around the midnight afterglow. Tokyo had a tower and the kind of fire that kept burning for tomorrow. This place could’ve been brighter like that – and from a side glance – or the ember of a cigarette, glimmering like a star.

"So you don't mind me," and then he trailed it off with a puff of smoke, even though he didn’t need to ask. But it was distracting, the way the cigarette smoldered between his lips.

"Ah, just shoot. You're the only bad habit I'll allow around me."

"I'm a bad habit now, eh?"

"I got a lot of ‘em from you," you meant to rib him that he’s a bad influence, though you knew he wasn’t and smoking was just one of the ways he coped as quietly as he could. There was a time he hadn’t always been this calm. "Still can't believe my mom liked you, though."

Even if he was a delinquent, or perhaps she never caught on to that. But you couldn’t fault her when he had this approachable air to him. You refused to call it charm. Nothing about it was superficial or forced, as it came so naturally to him.

"She even entrusted me with you," he added, recollecting. “Like making sure you got back home safe.”

"Which wasn’t necessary at all. I swear, she saw you babysitting Mikey and Emma once and that's it for her. You're suddenly the most responsible guy she's ever met."

Shinichiro preened at that. "Well, she’s not wrong. I am responsible.”

"Yeah, like picking fights that you're gonna lose in. Real responsible, Shin."

"Oi. You picked fights too."

“Because people are jerks,” you reasoned, kicking a stray maple leaf, as if it could turn into stone and hit something, though it only fluttered away. You couldn’t mistake it for a bird, but it looked like a free thing with wings. The breeze made the graceless flight appear so gentle, and so was his hand on your thigh. You sighed. “I’m not going to fall, you know.”

“Just makin’ sure.” Then he withdrew back his hand after a soft, comforting pat.

"And I never claimed I was responsible."

"That's why your mom trusts me." His words curled up in a smug note, and you huffed. "You were a reckless driver too."

"All delinquents are reckless drivers. We're the cause of bad traffic."

"Can't disagree with you on that. We're menaces, the rest of us." Shinichiro let his words drift into a smile, wistful from the corners of his mouth, where he kept every little mysterious sentiment to himself, but sometimes, this sort of thing went unspoken. We used to rule Tokyo. Wasn’t that fun?

You nodded, because it really was.

"When you rode your bike, you'd show another side to you, blazing through the traffic just when the stoplight's about to blink red. The boys couldn't believe it, sometimes. Crazy, they said. Then you'd really say something insane, like you got possessed."

“What? when—” Your disbelief slowly melted into that of realization when the memory was less faded and it was all returning back to you in a mumble, lips wry and a bit crooked at the edges: "So I really said that, eh?"

"Your words." Shinichiro regarded you suspiciously, but he played it cool with a shrug. “They called you The Specter for a reason.”

You wheezed out a laugh, shaking your head. “That I remember.”

Then he waited, expecting you to elaborate more.

"Well," you started. "Wanna know a secret?"

Shinichiro moved closer to you. His knee knocked over yours from the movement, leaning there a little; a warm press. "I'm all ears."

"I was actually just messin' with all of ya," you admitted, "at first. Figured I should roll with it since the joke didn't land well and some took me seriously for it. Then it went on for awhile, and I rode that bike like nothing held me down. Maybe, it's something about the road . . ."

You could see it stretch forward into the horizon, like a mile could go on forever.

"There wasn't a day it didn't make me feel like I'd jolt out of my skin."

"You're hotblooded. You couldn't help it."

"I'd argue," you said, "adrenaline makes everyone a little crazy. Always pushing us to chase after our highs."

"But you don't chase after highs . . . you're steady. Mind's all serene. You don't tear through anything; you abide by the flow of the road, and it's so weird how it really does seem like a calling for you," and you stopped before any more words threatened to fall. Some dangled from your sigh, the manner your mouth twisted, and the tilt of his lips had only suggested that yes, he caught on to that.

"You never believed in any of it," recalled Shinichiro, a shade reflective from a thread of smoke. "Callings and all."

It’s always when he’s like this that he’s difficult to read, and something about it made you feel predictable in the most foolish way.

"Destiny doesn't make sense to me," not in a way it does to you, you contemplated, but you could at least keep an open mind around him. The way he viewed the world, moved by the tides of something grander. "But what do I know? I just liked to break the speed limit when I had a chance."

Shinichiro smiled at you, as if to say he thought otherwise.

"Are we going up north?"

"Hm, I'm getting a feeling we should."

“Feeling, huh,” you echoed back. "Let me drive."

"You still drive?" asked Shinichiro, turning his inquisitive gaze to you.

You nodded, placing a hand on the hood of the Honda Civic, black and sleek. "Don't have a car as nice as this one, but I have a license.”

Shinichiro thought over it with a shrug. Just when he was about to give you the car key, he pulled back with a flick of his wrist, reveling on the confounded look on your face. “Not gonna break the law, are ya?”

“I’ll be good,” you humored him in a wry tone, putting forward your outstretched hand. “Just tell me where I have to go."

Perhaps, Takeomi would rebuke him for it, but it’s hard saying no to you when you put it like that. The key dropped on your palm.

True to your word, the moment you eased off the brake with your foot and swerved the car out of the parking lot in meditative concentration that he figured nothing bad was ever going happen on the trip ahead.

Shinichiro felt it from his gut, though he'd argue that he just trusted you and your inclination to be more considerate of others when you weren't the sort of person to wreck someone else's car for less.

"I didn't always drive in Nagoya," you said, eyes transfixed on the road. "I think I've gotten rusty."

"Nah, your driving is smooth."

"There's no traffic. Of course, it's smooth."

"Take a lesson in Manila," Shinichiro suggested, more like quoted the words of a motorbike mechanic who he was acquainted with in Recto. "Once you drive there, you can drive anywhere."

“Philippines, right?” the lilt in your voice pitched up in mild interest, and he answered you with a nod. "Heard the traffic there is awful."

His tone told you everything. "You've no idea."

Somehow, learning Mikey formed his own gang wasn’t really all that surprising. Like how most of his customers were the ex-members of the Black Dragons or another gang from some bygone era. There would be younger ones coming in and out too; obviously fresh-faced, bruised and brazen. They reminded him of the both of you, and you remarked that he's already getting too sentimental. He sighed out a soft yeah, lolling his head back like every memory had been good. It made you feel euphoric. He did.

Shinichiro admitted that the people were what he looked forward to at the start of the day, but then you followed that poignant curl in his laugh, pondering over some jaded conclusion, why is it harder to keep in touch with everyone when we're older? It seemed so easier when we were kids.

You didn’t know how to feel about that.

Being surrounded with the people close to him, you wouldn't have thought he'd trouble himself over company. He almost looked lonely for it. It’s difficult to know he could still struggle, sometimes. He seemed so carefree back then, though he wasn’t that simple. He’d just been terribly good at making it look like he was.

It would've been easier reassuring him with something more pleasant to say, but that was bullshit and Shin deserved better than forced platitudes. Drawing in a quiet breath, you decided to be earnest.

"We're just too busy."

Because you weren’t sure when was the last time you ever spoke to him over the phone. Only the delay over a week, a couple of months, and then a full year of deadlines. Then you’d parse through your unsent messages, delete the first draft, start over again, delete, repeat—forget. Sleep it over with pills. Maybe tomorrow, maybe after this and that. It was another tired morning, and you had already changed your email, the inbox empty.

You tried not to mull over the days you wondered if he was still hanging on the other line, waiting. Wishful thinking. The sentiment aged with doubt and doubt was, in its own cruel way, a knife. You’d feel that stab of guilt over the thought that it was too late.

And yet . . .

"Tell me about Nagoya."

You hesitated. "What about Nagoya?"

"Anything you want to share," a short, meaningful pause. “I want to know you more.”

“Okay,” you replied, letting the words unfurl slowly, like the breath you’d been holding back all this time.

You told him about Meidai and how boring it actually was, the corners in the city you liked, all the small things you hated.

Like how the nightlife was subpar, only because Kabukicho ruined it for you, and then on to the more interesting details where you were so anxious and confused in your internship in this packaging company that it made you itch all over on your first day and your superior had to concernedly ask if you had a rash. It went well, though.

Shinichiro trod over your words with a hum though he’d really find himself studying the face you’re making when you rambled on, brows scrunched over a memory, expressions colorful and sometimes a little sad. Something about overtimes, missing your father’s cooking, and late-night commutes back to your apartment.

Then a certain fondness would lighten your eyes when you recounted about the elders there that sat on their benches and idly fed breadcrumbs to the pigeons in the morning – you know, kinda like those sweet old ladies in Yoyogi Park? – and then about a family-owned bakery near the station that sold the best croquette sandwich, bringing up that they had dorayaki there too which reminded you of Manjiro.

The mention tugged up the ends of his lips and the casual question about when you’re ever planning to tour him around Nagoya.

All for what, croquette sandwiches? you replied with an amused brow, and all he could mull over was that he wanted to be where you were, what made you fall in love in those places, like how you lingered around them in your sentences. He tripped over his, somewhere along the lines of you were hyping them up and just curious is all.

“I met someone,” you confessed, and for a long, agonizing moment, he felt himself sink.

There’s a slight tremble in the manner you gripped the steering wheel.

“It didn’t work out.”

Ah.

You’d reassure him that it’s history, though he’d seen you bleed too many times to know when you still carried around the wound; hidden behind a shy pull of the sleeve, a cold shrug, a mutter. It’s nothing.

Shinichiro wouldn’t pry, and the last thing he wanted was to tear you open over a past relationship, or an apology that reached out to him in your inflections with an aching sincerity. He didn’t want a sorry. Frankly, he’s just happy that you’re back.

That the both of you could still throw jabs at each other, that you never felt like a stranger around him when you talked about the most random things.

He found that kind of ease with you.

So much, embarrassingly enough, that he’d be dozing off in mid-conversation, gradually losing himself when the sentences warbled over the purr of his motorcycle, an old, unwavering companion . . .

He dreamt of you falling asleep behind him on the road; your cheek pressed against his back, murmuring under your breath, though your arms around his waist were warm and he figured you wouldn't let go. The drive went on in a slow, meandering pace, but he didn't realize he'd admire the frosted view of the Rainbow Bridge from afar.

Right, he thought in a daze. It snowed that time.

Shinichiro didn't understand how you could sleep in the cold, but perhaps that's why you clung to him so tightly.

Manjiro did that too. He wondered if you thought about your siblings; if your sister never woke you up from a nap, if your brother ever carried you behind his back and felt the heft of missing years sink down on his shoulders.

It made you heavier sometimes, and he wished he could do more than memorize your weight until he could carve out your grief with the shape of his own, hoping this would be enough.

That night, he'd always remember the both of you going nowhere.

Though the morning was about to break into a yawn, and something about this almost didn’t feel real. The passing days he thought you were beside him surely weren’t, and it was a little easier to slink back to doubt and a bit of delusion, however he felt faux leather on the nape of his neck, the rise of goosebumps from his wrists against the air conditioner.

His mouth was dry from it too. So he stretched out his hand to crank it down to low, absentmindedly considering to get himself a glass of water, though only a bottle was offered to him from a light tap to his shoulder.

Shinichiro accepted it wordlessly. He probably would’ve sounded too groggy or ungrateful if he spoke up, and in his sleep-addled head, he wanted to tell you, I dreamt about you. Isn't that so weird? But he's certain he'd stumble over his words, bite his tongue for it because he was never good with them; not like this, where he's a little daft, a little lost again, when there's really something about you at this hour that's woken him up, thinking, you're pretty.

He'd always known you were, even when your eyes were bleary, hair rustled by a nervous hand, and yet all he could still muster was the loose syllables of your name.

You'd say his back, just when a soft strip of light fell over you like gossamer. "Was it nice?"

Shinichiro almost forgot the water bottle in his hand. "Hm?"

"Your dream."

He stared at you.

"Yeah." It was, though it wouldn’t take long for him to be reminded that he slept on you; head hanging low in timid shame. "Sorry I left you like that."

"You left? I didn’t even notice," he heard you say, and he didn’t know what you saw in him to smile the way you did. "Just rest a bit more."

Shinichiro sighed in relief, lips upturned, as he peered over the window. “Where are we now anyway?”

“I’ve no idea either,” you said in a musing hum. “Do you want to go back?”

“No,” and he silently hoped. “You?”

You didn't falter.

“No.”

part two ❁ m.list ❁ part four

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harvard-art-museums-prints · 4 years ago

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THE FIFTY-THREE STATIONS OF THE TOKAIDO, "MINAKUCH I; MEIBUTSU KAMPYO" STATION 51, Utagawa Hiroshige, 19th century, Harvard Art Museums: Prints

Harvard Art Museums/Arthur M. Sackler Museum, Gift of the Friends of Arthur B. Duel Medium: Ink on paper

https://www.harvardartmuseums.org/collections/object/209045

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gunterhausarts · 6 years ago

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menuandprice · 2 years ago

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pandirpus · 7 years ago

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Top 5 characters who shouldn't have died in canon, Top 5 characters who SHOULD have died in canon (or alternately who's death you'd be chill with) and top 5 types of sushi?

Top 5 characters who shouldn’t have died in canon

1. All fictional moms, and love interests, and other fridged female characters. All the queers and PoCs who just died for drama or shock value. You know, these kinds of deaths that ruin my enjoyment of shows and movies.

2. Marlene and Tess, TLOU. Especially Marlene. Like, I get the impact it’s supposed to have and it is a strong story telling moment, but. She was an amazing WoC character in an apocalypse setting and I can’t accept that this was the only way to make that point. I enjoyed Marlene so much, I just cannot deal with her death. (TLOU, while a really good game in many other areas, has a problem with killing off all PoC characters… I honestly hope TLOU 2 will be better in that regard.)

3. Boromir, LotR. I really love Boromir, and I am forever cry that he couldn’t have made it with Aragorn and Co. to Rohan, heavily wounded, and then return home after recovering, and fight valiantly in the war to then help Aragorn rule Gondor?? I also have little love for redemption deaths for characters who didn’t even fuck up all that badly.

4. Jet, ATLA. Thing is, I personally didn’t mind back then, but then I realized later that it was rushed, unnecessary, and reeks of ‘if you rebel against oppressors, you end up just like them, and apparently only death can redeem you’. Why kill off the traumatized young dude just because he did not cope all that well.

5. Harry Potter deaths were so unnecessary and gratuitous, like did Harry really have to lose both father figures? And did Hedwig and Dobby have to die just to show things are now darker and Harry is maturing? And idc about Fred, but it was weird to have a family member of the Weasleys just die in the background like that. Too many deaths just to be DARK and SERIOUS.

I’m sure there were fictional deaths I was even more pissed at, but those fall under category 1 probably anyway, and I tend to try to erase them from my memory as fast as possible.

Top 5 characters who SHOULD have died in canon (or alternately who’s death you’d be chill with)

I’d probably be chill with a lot of deaths, especially if it’s not the only or one of the few female/PoC/queer characters the story has, and if the death has an impact on the plot and significance to the character’s arc.

I honestly can’t come up with a full list though, because I could potentially be chill or even really here for it with a lot of characters, but it depends on how it’s handled. I personally don’t mind fictional characters dying, not even my faves, if it’s satisfying with regard to their story. What I’m not here for is characters dying randomly, and I wouldn’t wish death on characters just because I personally don’t care much for them or because they did something wrong - I’d prefer better writing, development, etc.

I do love characters dying if it’s aesthetically nice, though, especially if they don’t really die or can come back etc. And there’s probably a lot of trash idiots I wouldn’t even feel the least bit sad about and where I’d love the drama and the self-destructiveness of it.

1. Seto Kaiba, YGO. The only example that comes to mind where I actually like the idea of the character dying in canon? It’s definitely a matter of debate whether he died, and I personally don’t think it’s actually canon, but tbh. Rip. I like all that this interpretation entails, too. But then again, I just really like unhealthy self-destructiveness in fictional characters.

2. Connor in Detroit Become Human. It’s a potential canon that he dies a lot, and it’s my fave for the aesthetic and for the fact that every Connor gets replaced by another Connor model and that is honestly the best part of the game because it explores the whole android thing in an interesting way for once.

3. Maybe Ford Pines, Gravity Falls? Not really in canon though, probably, because I’m not sure Stan would ever get over that. But I enjoy Ford dying in fan content a whole lot. It certainly is an aesthetic. :>

Top 5 Types of Sushi:

1. Special veggie roll (with any combination of kappa, kampyo, oshinko, tofu or tamago) feat. avocado wrapped in avocado.

2. Crunchy rolls.

3. Avocado maki. I just love avocado in sushi and this is peak perfection.

4. Special veggie rolls with cream cheese.

5. Tamago nigiri.

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5 best sushi restaurants in Nashville range from strip mall to swanky

The place can you discover sushi in landlocked Nashville?

Seems, everywhere. The enduring Japanese dish is served all over the place from strip malls to outside patios to fancy, dimly lit rooms, and there is a discerning buyer base right here due to the large presence of Japanese firms resembling Nissan and Bridgestone.

We ordered three sushi staples at over a dozen eating places in Center Tennessee: nigiri, a primary rainbow roll and a vegetarian roll. We then obtained a advice from restaurant workers for what they thought had been their finest and/or most unusual rolls.

Extra:Heading back out to eat? Here are over a dozen new (and familiar) Nashville restaurants to try

Listed below are our favorites.

No. 5: Chunk A Bit

Newly opened Chunk A Bit delivered high quality rolls at an inexpensive worth in Inglewood. The rainbow roll was topped with beneficiant parts of contemporary fish, and the nigiri was up there with one of the best on the town.

We even have to say the Coronary heart Assault roll right here, which was one of the best cooked roll we tried in our reporting. Every chunk contained each contemporary fish and fried crunch, and the sauce complimented the flavour reasonably than overpowering it.

No. 4: Samurai Sushi East

We made a daring prediction as quickly as we took our first chunk right here, and our minds have not modified: That is one of the best nigiri in Nashville. The fish was scrumptious and contemporary, and the house-made ponzu sauce was the proper stability of candy and salty.

The rolls listed here are flashy however stable. We loved the seaweed salad-topped Titan roll and the Futomaki roll, stuffed with fresh-tasting veggies resembling pickled daikon, gobo and kampyo. The Flaming Dragon roll is delivered to your desk and cooked on a flaming skillet, and past the spectacle is a pleasantly spicy cooked roll.

No. 3: Ichiban

The Japanese Consulate is positioned just a few flooring down from The Tennessean’s newsroom, so we after all wanted their advice for this mission. An worker there pointed us to Ichiban in Murfreesboro, the place the main target is on easy, conventional rolls that allow the contemporary fish shine.

The nigiri and the fish-forward rolls such because the Rainbow or Karate Rolls stood out, and the Tremendous Dragon roll prevented a typical pitfall for cooked rolls by offering a well-balanced chunk the place nobody taste — or sauce — dominated.

Tennessean intern WaTeasa Freeman had her first sushi ever at Ichiban. Her take?

“I am mad that sushi’s this good and I did not comprehend it.”

Tie No. 1: Sonobana

Like most of our picks, this cozy White Bridge Street spot hit all our fundamentals extraordinarily nicely. The fish within the nigiri and the rainbow roll had a contemporary, buttery texture, and we beloved the vegetarian Hiroshi roll, full of contemporary and pickled Japanese greens.

Their nontraditional rolls impressed, too. The White Bridge roll was rolled in radish and had an sudden mix of tuna, salmon, egg and mint. For sushi newcomers, the deep-fried Takoyaki roll was an unintimidating method to strive octopus or escolar.

However Sonobana received out as a result of we might see ourselves right here week after week, ordering an ideal new roll every time. That is an particularly enjoyable prospect with a menu stuffed with quirky names, together with the “Mistake roll,” “Momentary roll” and “Johnny roll #2” (what occurred to Johnny roll #1?). Our favourite roll had no title in any respect: the candy and salty, perfect-without-soy-sauce No Title roll.

Tie No. 1: Virago

The place Sonobana is a comfortable household spot, Virago is a swanky downtown vacation spot with costs to match. That vibe works when the sushi is that this good.

The fundamentals had been once more accomplished good, and the crab within the Rainbow roll was the freshest and most flavorful we discovered. Like our favourite rolls elsewhere, the Field Rainbow roll confirmed that one of the best factor to do when you might have nice high quality fish is to let it shine by itself.

We had been initially skeptical of the $26 Truffle Futomaki roll and its nontraditional elements, however it ended up being our favourite roll right here — and perhaps wherever. Each ingredient added one thing very important, from the crispy shrimp to the contemporary albacore tuna to the fantastic, barely lemony yuzu truffle sauce. One other restaurant might need simply taken considered one of these flavors and dialed it as much as 11, however the Truffle Futomaki was understated excellence.

So is Virago one of the best sushi in Nashville? Sure. So is Sonobana. One is a once-in-a-while deal with, the opposite is a neighborhood favourite you could possibly go to each week. They provide utterly totally different visions for what an ideal sushi restaurant needs to be, and so they each pull their imaginative and prescient off flawlessly.

Honorable Mentions

Hanabi Japanese Restaurant

Hanabi is our decide for finest sushi in Williamson County. Many eating places in Center Tennessee appear to focus on cooked rolls, so we appreciated Hanabi’s in depth menu stuffed with conventional contemporary fish rolls.

O-Ku

In an space the place vegetable rolls typically style like an afterthought, O-Ku’s Inexperienced Goddess roll with crispy mushrooms was ingenious and filling. The ambiance was good for a dressed-up date evening.

Wild Ginger

Wild Ginger is a superb choice in the event you’re trying to ease into sushi with cooked and fried rolls. The Loopy Cow roll will get a particular point out for making an attempt one thing, nicely, loopy — placing filet mignon on sushi — and pulling it off.

Cole Villena covers enterprise at The Tennessean, a part of the USA Immediately Community — Tennessee. Attain Cole at [email protected] or 615-925-0493. Comply with Cole on Twitter at @ColeVillena and on Instagram at @CVinTennessee.

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