I have to be honest with you, I personally would have never chosen this restaurant to review.
Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with it, but a sushi spot in a gentrified part of town would be way down on the list of notable restaurants in my purview—one I’d put on the back-burner or, sad to say, never get around to.
That’s why I absolutely required a nudge from Beth to give Takaramono a wholehearted first-look. And it’s fortunate I did, because I would have missed one of the best restaurants to grace the Plaza District, and my stomach might never have forgiven me.