Koda Sushi - Happy Hour
In Los Angeles, the sushi spot is a sacred space. We all have OUR sushi spot. Furthermore, we’re all convinced that OUR sushi spot could roundhouse kick YOUR sushi spot’s ass. And like our drycleaners or our hairdressers, our sushi spots are places of loyalty and tradition. We starch our shirts the same way visit after visit, go to the same rock star hairdresser month after month (she’s the only one who knows how to cut your bangs, right?), and pop into OUR sushi spot, day after day, to order the same thing.
Well guys, I did a bad thing. I went somewhere new. Let this serve not only as a confession, but a disclaimer. Because if my sushi spot had a Happy Hour, I wouldn’t have had to do the Angeleno unthinkable… That being said, prejudice acknowledged, I take you to Koda Sushi in Silver Lake.
It was a weird day to begin with—one of those days where the weather jumps from summer to winter to spring to fall in a matter of moments. So when my friend Pilar and I arrived we ordered a large hot sake, for two reasons. 1) It was perfect for the weather. 2) There’s something classy and decadent about sipping hot liquor out of tiny cups, which made us feel much better about day-drinking. I’m no expert but I enjoyed the sake—had quite a kick to it.
We started with the spicy tuna, which was great. Melt in your mouth great. That sounds like a gross way to describe raw fish, but scouts honor, it was tasty. Next came the albacore roll, which had onion in it as an interesting touch. Not as good as the tuna, but still a solid dish. Then came the eel avocado roll, which Pilar and I would both steer you away from unless you’re an eel fanatic. Me, not a fan. We finished with vegetable tempura (yum) and the spicy soba salad (yum, if we hadn’t had to wait FOREVER for it!) The food had been good, but not blowing us away up to this point, and the insane wait for our simple noodle salad left us with a bad taste in our mouth. (Or was that just the eel?) Did I mention I don’t like eel?
Now, I happen to know that Koda gets poppin’ around dinner time, and I have reliable sources (whuddup, parents) who say the food is bomb. I don’t want to mar the name of a neighborhood spot, because I’m all about local business, but the experience overall was far from extraordinary. I’ll go cry about it at my sushi spot. Which could roundhouse kick your sushi spot’s ass.
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