Before I moved to New Mexico, I ate here every once in a while with Murph, as his office is literally 100 feet away.
Bryce offered to buy me lunch anywhere I wanted after the bison-brisket-and-beer fest the day before. I suggested Sugarfish.
"I was hoping you would say Panda Express," he said.*
"I need to eat at Sugarfish with a Japanese guy to boost my credibility, " I explained.**
It was spectacular, just as it has been every single time I have been there. I have literally never once eaten something from Sugarfish that I did not love.
*He didn't say this
**Nor did I say this









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