I haven't really blogged about food here, mainly because the blog isn't about food. I'm still at the struggling-for-a-blog-definition between PPC/SEM and Working Mommy stuff, but I digress. This isn't about that. This is about the best sushi restaurant in New York City, possibly the world.
I was recently on business in New York, and after a long day it was decided that we'd look for a sushi place. Staying near Times Square, it didn't really make sense to try out any local sushi places; Times Square food is overpriced, poorly prepared and might taste fantastic to a tourist from Woonsocket, South Dakota. We're foodie snobs - Times Square was out.
Yelp to the rescue on a smart phone, and the third result gave an interesting, compelling review. We hopped in a cab and hightailed it to Greenwich Village/Soho (although it's on the north side of W Houston). Tucked away like a little, dimly lit bodega, it's almost like Ushiwakamura doesn't want to be found. Not that it needs to be - the place was hopping at 9pm. We were all thankfully very adventurous, and started picking and choosing things off the menu at random. I don't remember what half of the sushi or sashimi was called - it didn't matter, everything was fantastic, the tuna and needlefish sashimi in particular were so delicious it called for seconds. A smidgen of self restraint was the only thing keeping us from thirds, even after our bellies were full of gorgeous, delectable sushi delights.
And here follows what can only be described as sushi and sashimi food pornography. It's grainy because the cellphone camera isn't the best, but it kind of gives it that dirty, exciting feeling you can only get from watching sushi porn:
Talented sushi and sashimi chefs preparing our dinner. The curious gentleman on the left was picking up an order to go, and as he left he shouted "see you tomorrow". That's loyalty. And deep pockets.
I didn't eat all of the selection here, but I was told it was just as delicious as what I did eat. From left to right: monkfish liver, octopus and seaweed, red snapper roe.

This was the most delightful selection of the evening at Ushiwakamaru in New York: needlefish or sayori sashimi with real, mouthwatering wasabi.
Time for dessert: Zenzai, which is red beans, rice cakes, strawberries and vanilla ice cream. Fabulous!
A sidenote - Ushiwakamaru (牛若丸) was the childhood name of the famous Japanese warrior Minamoto no Yoshitsune (源 義経). Next time I'm at Ushiwakamaru in New York City - and there will be a next time - I'll ask chef Hideo Kuribara the story behind the name.
Ushiwakamaru is nestled between Soho and Greenwich Village at 136 W Houston St., New York, NY 10012. Cross streets are MacDougal and Sullivan.