Being in LA definitely calls for a sushi feast. So, after the kids were fed, bathed, and in bed, Amy and I went to Itsakaya By Katsuya (Thanks Dave!). I’ve got to be honest, while delicious, it wasn’t nearly as good as Katsuya, but that was a little too far for us to travel to at 8 o’clock at night while we were ready to eat each other’s arms off. I ordered, and perhaps refused to share, my most favorite thing on the menu. It’s an old favorite and undoubtably ordered every time I’m out here because I have yet to find it at a sushi place near me. This stuff is crack, in sushi form: crispy rice with spicy tuna. If you haven’t yet eaten this, run to the nearest sushi place and see if they have it on their menu. Right now! Go!