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Johnny’s a spatula juggler. He has them up in the air, floating like space junk around Earth.

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“I’m from Shanghai,” he says.

“Me too,” says Jackie. He’s offering chicken samples to draw customers in.

“I’m from Canton,” says Li Jing Yue.

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Li Jing Yue

He’s loading up my polystyrene lunch box with rice and teriyaki chicken.

Actually, this is a Japanese place. Sarku Japan, 7007 Friars Road, Fashion Valley, Suite 935, 619-296-5622.

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And, looks like I fell into another franchise. No, it gets worse: the blurb says it’s the “largest quick-service restaurant operator in the United States,” with “over 20 million customers annually at more than 200 locations nationwide.”

Never heard of them. Where have I been? Asleep in my cave? Has to be a made-for-mall creation, and Fashion Valley ain’t usually my thing.

Just here looking for a little pocket camera. (You can see by these pix. Ancient one I got ain’t the greatest. Especially after I dropped it running for a bus.)

First, popped into the FV food court, gathered wits, energized. Eight places. But Jackie was handing out samples at the entrance. Teriyaki chicken...what can you say? I walk in.

They have sushi and other dishes, but the chicken-teriyaki special looks like their main thing. I get a box of it, $6.24 after tax.

Man. There’s lots. I sit outside at a table and chow down.

The greatest I’ve ever chopsticked into my maw? Probably not, but it’s a deal, specially for the mall.

And, bottom line, a filler...tasty filler for a hungry feller.

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