The two humongous slabs of salmon belly - which fit the bowl as well as a Pes E soldier fits into his Primary Six uniform - were so gloriously molten that they were virtually pornographic in mouthly gratification, and so luxuriously oily that said oils were positively and literally dripping off their edges (as the corner of the picture captures). Share with a friend to avoid salmon belly saturation. 4.2/5
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Sushiro has shifted from its modest food hall origins to an expanded and more "The Sushi Bar"-esque dining space within the same mall. Apart from its being in the pink of commercial health, Sushiro seems to have succeeded in extending its appeal beyond queue-patient youths - half the venue comprised of full families (which included even grannies) when I was there. Respect.