We'll miss the sake bombs, the crazy sushi rolls, the even crazier party crowd, the sake bombs, the sake bombs, and mostly... that's right: the sake bombs.
We'll miss the incredibly ambitious menu and telling ourselves that one day we were tooootally going to order the bison head or the calf brains. Luckily, it's not too offal (what?) that it closed, since it was replaced by Porcellino, which's equally as delicious and just slightly more accessible.
We'll miss that sometimes you were a bar and sometimes you were a tiny, sweaty club. But mostly we'll miss the cheap drinks and the dicey dive bar vibe.