![]() ![]() The fried-chicken roll combo was enticing, but we decided to order separate rolls in the form of combos. “I’m excited,” he said, seemingly sincere. “I’ve never seen a fried-chicken roll,” he said. As it stands, I was excited about the prospect of eating fusion food that came to fruition in an organic, this-is-what-I-know way. I don’t think the combination was intentional, either. It’s not advertised anywhere in his restaurant that his sushi is an Indonesian/Japanese mixture. I don’t know enough about either to discern the line between them. Fusion with a side of friendlinessĪll the pressure of judging Japanese sushi evaporated once the owner of Roll & Rock, Jack, started a friendly conversation with us as he worked. The cheerful Indonesian man in a black cowboy hat with silver studs told us his establishment isn’t the most authentic, instead opting to mix his knowledge of Japanese cuisine with his love of Indonesian food. ![]() He showed up on a particularly sunny Saturday afternoon hungover and hungry. He’s a self-proclaimed sushi snob, so I invited him hoping he keeps this review honest. Zach is my half-Japanese, half-Chinese comedian friend from Moore, Oklahoma. I’ve decided to return today with my friend Zach. The last thing I recall is having a pretty pleasant experience. I remember thinking, “Shut up, old man,” before placing my order. He reminded that I should only eat sushi near an ocean. On this particular occasion, there was a nosy old man buying candy bars in the lobby who thought it was a good idea to lecture me beforehand. Seeing made-to-order sushi in the context of an unassuming bodega intrigued me. ![]() The first time I went to Roll & Rock Sushi Station – a small bar-top sushi spot inside of a Valero gas station on Meridian Avenue – I didn’t know what to expect. ![]()
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