The Best Sushi in Los Angeles? Trust Sasabune!
SUSHI.delicate snowflakes rest on warm, sweet rice beds flavors intertwined.
Translucent jewel - (sliced) natural perfection - slide into my mouth.
A direct quote from the chopstick wrapper at Sasabune. I do not kid. Sasabune moved a while back (from what I do not know, nor do I care) into this rather oddly modernistic and large-ish space on Wilshire near Centinela. Upon entering, one sees what is becoming almost obligatory in better sushi restaurants in LA: A handwritten sign stating “No spicy tuna roll. No tempura. No exceptions.” The sushi-ist emits a mental groan. The sushi-ist is in for a big surprise.
The first time I went to Sasabune, I naively chose the sushi counter and upon sitting down the two of us were presented with a charming plate of albacore with a puddle of ponzu. This is the way to live. Sit down and get albacore before you see the menu. Then I find out there is no menu at the sushi bar. It is only omakase - chef’s choice. No problem. What a grand idea it is though.