At one of the bars at which I drank in Durango, I noticed the bartender and a customer sharing sushi from a bag the latter had brought in with her. It looked good and I inquired where they got it. It was from a place called Rice Monkey, two or three blocks down Main Street.
"It's the best sushi in the world!" the bartender said.
Let's just say I did not expect the best sushi in the world to be served in a mountain town of 20,000 people in Southwestern Colorado.
But I asked no questions and offered no skepticism. What purpose would that serve?
And I decided to try it for lunch the next day.
It was... very good, actually.
But I'm not sure if it would even be the best place in Santa Fe - which, as I have lamented, is an awful town for Asian food.
It would definitely not be Top-10 in Pasadena.
And I'm guessing there are at least two or three better places in Japan.
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