Nick
Google
Wow, what a “healing” experience this place offers—if by healing you mean curing you of any illusion that you’ll get value for your money. I ordered sushi and received a majestic thimbleful of soy sauce, so tiny it barely covered my first piece. Silly me, I assumed asking for a refill would be standard courtesy. But apparently, extra sauce here is a priceless commodity, warranting an additional charge. How dare I desire more than a drop of flavor? Clearly, this is a temple of minimalism, where scarcity is considered a virtue—except, of course, when it comes to ringing up your bill.
The real magic must be in how they make customers feel both swindled and amused at the same time. You want abundance? You’ll find it only in their inflated prices, not on your plate. You want healthy? The only thing getting healthier is their bottom line. If you’re eager to pay extra for every little thing, by all means, indulge. Otherwise, save your wallet (and your sanity) for a place that understands real hospitality.