Location: 23rd St. between 2nd and 3rd Ave, NYC
To be honest, this place is not actually called Sea King, but it is at the same location as the restaurant I'm actually trying to review. Let's call it Sushi King.
I spent most of my freshman year, and a portion of my sophomore year in pursuit of a replacement for Miyake-- a restaurant that I, at one point, frequented on a bi-weekly basis, minimum. (Some people I know--Connie--were known to go there more than once a day.) Despite the fact that all the waiters clearly recognized us, and could predict our orders, we never managed to get a discount there. Moral: There are no free lunches.
Anyway, Sushi King is my new Miyake. One fine day, our beginning-of-the-year-it's a fresh start resolve finally flagged. We had no food to eat, and no desire to lug bags of food for 12 blocks. We caved and went out to eat, and landed at, you guessed it, Sushi King. (Conveniently, it's a 3 minute walk from where I live. FFFL) It's small, but the lunch special is great: 2 rolls, a soup and a salad for 6.50. The vegetable rolls are definitely preferable to the fish, but for the price you're paying, I really didn't have the right to complain.
Bonus feature! When you call them to order pick-up, they write it down and call you by name the next time you order (guess how often we get groceries now?). Some would call this creepy and Big Brother-ish (envision a small Japanese lady following you around taking notes on what you're doing ). I call it great customer service. Tomato, tomahto.
Double Bonus! They played Cash Cab last time I was there.
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