"At the original Sushi Nozawa in Studio City, Chef Nozawa was such a stickler that he earned the nickname “the Sushi Nazi” (kind of like Seinfeld’s “Soup Nazi”), but luckily this omakase-only space at the back of the Beverly Hills Sugarfish has dialed the craziness back a bit. You still take what you’re given to eat, and can only eat at one of the two 10-person seatings (God forbid someone is running late), but you probably won’t get kicked out just because the chef doesn’t like your look. It’s all worth it for the 22 courses of familiar and unfamiliar, always excellent, sushi." - garrett snyder, brant cox, sylvio martins
