It’s Tuna Time!

Since we are now blogging pretty much exclusively about food anyway…

Friday night we made the morally suspect choice* to go to this all-you-can-eat tuna restaurant we’d heard about where $25 gets you:

your own personal bottle of soju
all the tuna you can eat
miso soup
stewed daikon radish
salad
crudités
unlimited sprouts
unlimited seaweed
tempura
spicy mussel soup
a shot of purple liqueur with tuna eyeballs in it
tuna sushi cone with roe
curry noodles with shrimp
The restaurant itself was pretty awesome — a huge bar in the shape of a deep U provided seating for smaller groups, while families and larger groups of people got seated in private rooms ringing the restaurant. Inside the U formed by the bar, four chefs with uber-sharp knifes spent the evening butchering slab after slab of gorgeous sashimi tuna. The tuna steaks would come out from the kitchen jumbled together in big blue plastic baskets, clearly frozen solid. The chefs submerged the frozen steaks in a huge sink full of frothy pink water until they had thawed sufficiently for slicing. Your fish platter never got empty — every time you were down to your last piece or two, another four or eight slices would appear, each time a different cut, different color, different part of the fish. Every once in a while one of the chefs would pull out a blow torch and proceed to roast some white squiggly part of the fish I had never seen before. We got served that too.

the view across the bar — you can see the chef working on some tuna platters
The place was packed — every seat at the bar was full, and David and I didn’t see a single group leave from the time we sat down until the time we left — in other words, we clearly weren’t doing it right, as everyone else managed to pack away A LOT more tuna than we did. Nevertheless, we left stuffed and happy, and hopefully still well below recommended mercury intake for the year.

*Tuna is massively overfished and some species are on the endangered watchlist.