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We arrived, a band of bleary-eyed and palate-fatigued wine buyers, at SugarFish in Brentwood.
A strange and distant (diegetic) music began to play.
Three “Trust Me’s” were ordered in little time.
Fatty and rich fish were coupled with gluey and subtly sweet rice.
After the final hand roll, our ailing tongues had been restored—a trick I will remember for future tastings.
The Maverick Palate 
On the Vine