"Located in a cavernous space reminiscent of a ‘90s art loft, sushi speakeasy Studio 151 is like a house party thrown by someone with impeccable taste in records. There’s a billboard-sized, half-finished poster of a naked lady on the wall beside the bar, and jazz records spin until around 10 PM, when the restaurant devolves into a dance club. You can order sushi from the high tops and couches, but you want to try to book one of the four seats at the chef’s counter for an $80 omakase that rivals options triple the price. If the rest of the restaurant is the living room of the house party, the chef’s counter is the bedroom where the cool kids go to smoke and make out." - bryan kim, matt tervooren, neha talreja