ORDER: salmon sashimi
Marbling. You look for it in your floors, in your paint, in your salmon sashimi. I always know I’m getting good fish based on the ratio of orange to white. White is good. It means the fish is fatty, delicious, supple, like a European man on a Grecian beach. I’ve never been to Greece, but I imagine the men would fit this description, and if they don’t, you should definitely keep your fantasy-destroying words to yourself, you Greek-hating fish monger. For the best salmon in sorta-LA, visit Glendale’s only gem, Blue Fish on Honolulu. I’ve searched every nook and cranny of this over-populated city in search of great salmon with the marbling of a fine Italian kitchen, and without fail, Blue Fish delivers every time, even though they don’t actually deliver. But who needs delivery? You don’t want to eat sushi on a TV dinner tray while watching reruns of Fox News. Why are you watching reruns of Fox News? You want to eat fish at its freshest, at the sushi bar, delivered to your face on fragmented chopsticks while a handful of sushi chefs quietly pass judgment.
Blue Fish: 2261 Honolulu Ave. Montrose, CA. 91020