A few years ago, Tsuki Tsuki was one of my favorite Sushi places. I raved about it to everyone. It was a special place where my friend Chrissy and I would meet to catch up every time we hadn't seen each other in a while.

Of course I told Lon about it and I hyped it up so much that he was extremely excited about finally going last night. Unfortunately, it bombed. The famous volcano roll, which used to be a sushi artistic masterpiece, no longer looks like a volcano and is half the former size. The once super fresh and flavorful sashimi is just average. The oshitoshi, a spinach appetizer, was also average.

I didn't recognize the sushi chef last night so I was wondering if the previous owners sold the place (didn't find any publicity online). It used to be two sushi chefs behind the counter that worked together so harmoniously while striking up conversations with the guests at the sushi counter. This guy never spoke. The service is still very courteous in the style that the Japanese do best but the food is no longer worth going so far East.