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We did have some wonderful sushi -- including a mahogany-colored unagi atop vinegared rice -- but no one ever offered chopsticks. (I finally peeked under the grill and found them myself.) The chef did his little routine with forced frivolity, as though it were the only thing keeping him from being dragged in front of a firing squad. He was even slightly sadistic about flipping the shrimp at one of the men at the table.
"What can you say about these places?" Lou Jane said. "They're really all the same."