when i was an undergrad at ucla, there were moments in my education when i just didn't give a shit...like i would roll out of my bunk bed late, fast walk my ass down bruin walk from dykstra, and make it in time for maybe 30 minutes of class while i sat in the back nosing around my backpack for something to eat. in most cases, these were "pass/no pass" classes, so i always did the bare minimum to pass. yup, i worked the system like a stripper working for that last quarter in your pocket.
a few days ago, i ate at a pass/no pass sushi restaurant in alhambra called crane sushi. the set up inside was a bit confusing because of the japanese meets tiki hut decor. normally, if i'm not paying for ambience as part of my diner's fee, then i really don't care. i brushed off the confusing decor as i looked over the menu.
17 West Main Street
Alhambra, CA 90032
verdict: it's aight