Monday, May 25, 2015

Shoobies will do anything for sushi

Shoobies will do anything for sushi

It sounds like She Sells Seashells by the Seashore, but it's true. Shoobies will do anything for sushi. I watched last weekend from a sidewalk table outside the great neighborhood sushi joint Yama in Ventnor as patrons emerged from inside the darkened restaurant, where power had been cut off to the kitchen and most of the dining room, but the sushi chefs persevered. No air conditioning, and a bit packed in the dark, but the sushi was being made, and nobody was going anywhere. Seemed a wee bit desperate, but, also, realistic. Where else to go on a typically overrun Friday night on the island? Some people emerged calling it romantic, others looked a little, well, shell shocked, and the snobby shoobies poked their heads inside and fled. From the outdoor table (no room inside), it seemed a little surreal. I liked how the waitiress took our entire order, then said, matter of factly, "There's no power in the kitchen." No tofu teriyaki for you! And no wonder the kitchen chef seemed on extended break out the side door. But they are pros at Yama and we had an excellent dinner for 10, lots of sushi, and, somehow, shumai. If it's Friday in summer, restaurants are going to make due no matter what. Bravo to Yama, which is mentioned favorably in Craig Laban's annual restaurant roundup at the shore, in relation to its newest neighbor Kitaro, which oddly served us little cups of balsamic vinegar with our takeout sushi the week before. Laban liked their cooked dishes the most, leaving Yama the sultans of seaside sushi. In any case, I'm sorry Craig never got to Isabella's at Night, the excellent and authentic Mexican place on Portland Avenue in Ventnor which I humbly recommend, but I've already snagged my Labor Day weekend reservations at Luke Palladino's in Northfield.

About this blog

Inquirer staff writer Amy S. Rosenberg has covered Philly police, city neighborhoods, Ed Rendell as mayor, the Jersey shore, Atlantic City, Miss America and the psychology of Eagles fans. She moved to Ventnor on July 3, 1995, which makes her a local, but not really.

Inquirer Staff Writer Jacqueline L. Urgo has spent every summer of her life at the Jersey Shore, and has lived there year-round for nearly 30 years, even fulfilling one of her bucket list dreams by once living in a house by the sea.

Since 1990, she has covered the waterfront for The Inquirer — from the Atlantic to the Delaware Bay shore — and some of the mainland in between. Along the way, she amassed an encyclopedic knowledge of this tear-it-down-and-build-it-back-up region, delving into the history and the hype of a place with a lot of unexpected stories to tell.

Amy S. Rosenberg
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