It's not often that I'm lost for words when it comes to food, but Sushi Passion in the Great Western Arcade had me mumbling something indecipherable as the butter-like sashimi met my soul.
Barely touched the sides
My sister had told me about this place, but it wasn't until I dined at this almost-hidden restaurant, that I quite understood what she meant. Sushi Passion has a rather dated sign, and simply-put doesn't match up to more modern equivalents with Scandi-style decor, but Sushi Passion manages to lure in the locals thanks to its more quirky and traditional features.
Honouring tradition, there are some seated tables, but only for diners of four, unless you ask kindly enough and it's pretty empty.
Otherwise, you'll be sitting at the bar, where parties of two are typically sitting, seeing the chefs whip up their plates of goodness in record-time.
Even though the venue is small, it was busy, and filling up. I knew what I wanted before we got there: any kind of sashimi, with a little nigiri and some sort of salad if I could help it. The menu was right on point, but they have myriad sashimi plates, from bluefin tuna and sea bass to classic salmon.
Chopstick skills on ten
We ended up following our waitress's recommendation, and my goodness, was she absolutely right. The chef special, which was the bluefin tuna with tuna nigiri, was, without a doubt, the best sashimi and sushi I have had. Ever. It was phenomenal.
The quality of the fish truly blew what I've had in London and Dubai out the water. It was fantastic.