Krayg Oneill Sushi House

This place is pretty good. The hamachi melts in your mouth and they serve good quality organic rice. It’s not too sticky, but it’s healthy.
I’ve eaten here about 5x, and I still can’t get over the Irish looking sushi chef. He claims to be British and calls himself «the gift’. Well, he gives me ‘the gift’ of sushi about once a week.
One word of warning, I swear that one of the workers — Thomas is eyeing my food. It’s almost as if he walks around the place sniffing people’s plates and looking for scraps.
All in all, it’s a no-thrills…good bang for your buck kind of place.

Never had the sushi but the drunken limey bastard that runs this place has a killer wine selection that keeps me coming back. Aside from that I suspect this guy’s cute dog and beautiful wife are they only reason people frequent this west side dive.