The Longly Of Overdueness Yamamori Sushi Reviewfest

This post is waaaaaay overdue.   It’s so overdue that if it was a baby, it would have been born a teenager.   Even the lateness of this report is late.

As one of my customary haunts and the source of a significant chunk of my foodily pleasures, Yamamori Sushi has been deplorably deprived of my eaterie reviewfest for far too long.   What with all the overdueness and lateness and epidurals and everything, I might as well dive right in.   So here goes…


Yamamori Sushi - Restaurant Yumfest

          Yamamori Sushi – Go eat there!

Foodally, Yamamori Sushi rocks my world.   :)   It’s pretty much my favourite restaurant in the whole of Dublin.   Japanese food is my favourite cuisine, sushi is my favourite food, and Yamamori Sushi does it all, consistently and exquisitely.   So, the end result is that given the choice, I’d rather have my foodal orgasms there than anywhere else in Dublin.

Now, that’s not to say that China House or Charlies II or any of my other favourites are any less loved.   They provide me with fabulously tasting yumfests, are much, much cheaper, and quicker, as well as being lovely and consistent, but I just don’t kink as hard for other cuisines as I do for sushi.   The others are perfect for those times when I’m in a hurry, or want a casual treat, a cheap convenient meal out, an escape from cookery, or a warm environment where I’m greeted by name and given tea without asking for it.   Yamamori Sushi just isn’t cheap enough to enjoy as often as I enjoy the others  –  a typical meal there costs about three times as much as I pay anywhere else, so I have to save up for it by not eating elsewhere for awhile.   And it’s sushi, which is like, my biggest foodal erogenous zone.   I can’t resist.   Sushi will always get me.

So now you know my Achilles Heel.   Please use this information wisely.   :)

In His Noodlefestnesses Name – Ramen

There are actually two Yamamoris in Dublin, Yamamori Noodles on South Great Georges Street, and Yamamori Sushi on Lower Ormond Quay.

Yamamori Sushi can be found on the north side of the river across from Temple Bar, just round the corner from The Woollen Mills, on the other side of The Winding Stair.   All of this is literally a pebble’s toss away from one of Dublin’s better known  (and more attractive)  landmarks  –  the Ha’penny Bridge.
The Ha'penny Bridge and Yamamori Sushi - Larger view

    Mmmmmmmmm, pretty or yummy, I can’t decide.   Maybe both.

As one of Dublin’s better known landmarks, the Ha’penny Bridge is the subject of just bucketloads of photographs all over the place.   And no wonder, because as you see, it is very photogenic.   And after I took the shots from a distance and thought I was all done, I was heading back towards Yamamori Sushi and I passed a vantage point that was just so lovely I had to photograph it.   The river was so still and the reflection was so perfect.   This shot turned out really well, so I thought I’d include it here, even though it really isn’t all that helpful for finding the restaurant.   Consider it a little gratuitous bridge porn, if you like.   :)
The Ha'penny Bridge and Yamamori Sushi - Gratuitous Bridge Porn

        Gratuitous pretty Ha’penny Bridge porn

And just in case you still don’t know where it is, here’s another picture, this time of Lower Ormond Quay.
Street View - Yamamori Sushi, The Winding Stair And The Woollen Mills

    And there on Lower Ormond Quay, in context from right to left, The Woollen Mills, The Winding Stair, and Yamamori Sushi.   Mmmmmmmm suuuushiiiiiiiiiiii…


Bento Boxes

Yamamori Noodles has been open for longer and is better known than Yamamori Sushi.   Yamamori Noodles is more of a sort of trendy night spot  –  a place people go to see and be seen.   So it tends to be more populated, much busier, and way noisier than Yamamori Sushi.   That may possibly change in the near future  –  Yamamori Sushi has been getting noticeably more crowded since we first started going there.   Yamamori Noodles doesn’t take bookings on weekends and there is nearly always a wait for a table  –  Yamamori Sushi takes bookings anytime, but we’ve never booked and only once had to wait for a table.

I am praying really hard to his Noodlyness that Yamamori Sushi doesn’t turn into another trendoid night spot.   However, since Yamamori Noodles is smack dab in the centre of one of the trendiest parts of town as far as night life goes, and Yamamori Sushi is slightly off that beaten track, I feel that there is some possibility that Yamamori Sushi might be saved from travelling so far along that trendoid trajectory.

    Well, I live in hope anyhow.   So some of you, go find someplace else to eat, ok?   ;)

Yamamori Noodles is a hustley, bustley, noisy place to eat.   Yamamori Sushi is less hectic, has a much larger dining space, and has an outdoor bamboo garden to sit in during the warmer months.   Yamamori Noodles have their kitchen hidden at the back, with only a tiny hatch through which one may observe their foody magic.   Yamamori Sushi have their kitchen right smack in the middle of the restaurant, so you can watch  (and smell!! mmmmmm)  all the foodal artistes at work.
The Yamamori Sushi Kitchen

          The Yamamori Sushi Kitchen

Yamamori Noodles has funky artwork all over the walls which changes from time to time.   Yamamori Sushi has Japanese art in the traditional style, as well as prints, scrolls, and old and new maps, which I much prefer.   They even have ceramic tiles identifying the gendered loos, which I think are quite attractive, and are in keeping with the rest of the art on the walls.

Although Yamamori Sushi’s ambiance doesn’t feel as frazzled as that of Yamamori Noodles, I do think Yamamori Sushi’s atmosphere has been deliberately cultivated to feel busy and lively.   They often have classic Japanese films silently playing on a big screen, and the background music is most often something upbeat and contemporary-ish, such as classic jazz standards.   I would infinitely prefer to accompany my orgasmic sushifest with some more traditional koto or shakuhachi music.   I think such music promotes a feeling of well-being and tranquillity which is perfectly suited to the cuisine.   I did try to negotiate some arrangement with the restaurant staff where I could bring along some of my own recordings of Japanese music for them to play during our dinner  (the artists having given me permission to do that)  but that never worked out, unfortunately.

So, however much I love Yamamori Sushi, the background music is one thing I would certainly jump at the chance of changing.   Having said that, the quality of the food and service goes a long way to make the busy cosmopolitan atmosphere tolerable.


Dinner at Yamamori Sushi can be just a smidge more of a convoluted experience if a person is trying to document their droolfest with pictures, in poor light, without a flash, when what they really want to do is just shove the foody goodness down their face.

    Ok, that might just be me then.   :)   Nevertheless, I persevered on my gruelling foody mission.

Anyway, somehow the pictures got took and the food got et, so everything turned out well in foodal land.   :)

Kvetch was waaaaaay too ravenous to postpone his eating just because his dinner’s modelling session with me was running over, so here’s one I prepared earlier, of the same dish at the same restaurant back in May.
Tatsuta Age At Yamamori Sushi

      Yamamori Sushi – Tatsuta age – Here’s one I ate earlier.

The extra-ravenicious kvetch had his usual tatsuta-age, sticky rice, miso soup, and a coke to drink.

As usual, we shared a  (on this occasion, large)  pot of green tea, which for some reason I thought tasted significantly yummier and was more incredibly drinkable than usual  (even though I always enjoy it).   It might be worth noting that kvetch didn’t notice any difference with the tea except that he thought it had a kind of sudsy aftertaste.

    So, it was just me then.   :)   I think the suds thingy might have been some kind of alkaline effect, because green tea is quite alkaline, I believe.

Yamamori Sushi - Jo Moriwase, Tatsuta Age, Miso Soup, Sticky Rice And Green Tea.

    Yamamori Sushi – Jo moriwase, tatsuta age, miso soup, sticky rice and green tea.

I think this image beautifully illustrates kvetch not waiting for the pictures to be taken.   To be fair, the light was incredibly poor and it did take some time to get nice sharp images with no flash and without the use of a tripod.  (I used a soya sauce bottle propped up on my bag as a kind of makeshift tripod)    What with kvetch not waiting at all, the blur of his wielded chopsticks is clearly visible at the top of the photo.   Personally, I think that adds a little extra yumminess to the frame.   :)

Just as in the previous image, this tatsuta-age also originally had a cucumber on top of the salad.

But I ate it.   :D
Yamamori Sushi - And The Star Of The Show Is... Jo Moriwase!

      Yamamori Sushi – And The Star Of The Show Is… Jo Moriwase!

Jo Moriwase  (large chef’s selection)

6 Sashimi – 3 salmon, 3 tuna
6 Sushi Nigiri – mackerel, sea bass, tuna, king prawn, plaice, salmon
8 Norimaki – snow crab and cucumber
1 Temaki – salmon and avocado
Sunomonowakame, cucumber, broccoli
Shredded daikon, wasabe, gari, half a lemon slice  (which I unfortunately nearly always forget to make use of),  and 1 mint leaf.


Yamamori Sushi - Evidence Of The Enjoyed Droolfest Consumption

      Yamamori Sushi – Evidence of the enjoyed droolfest consumption.

Again, I forgot to use the lemon slice.   Oh well.

I was so hungry during that meal that I not only  (unusually for me)  managed to finish that entire thing, but I also happily ate kvetch’s salad and the vegetables he didn’t want  (which were numerous).


Along with the bill, Yamamori Sushi customarily give us a couple of Eskimo Mints.
Yamamori Sushi - The Bill And Eskimo Mint

    Yamamori Sushi – The bill’s impact softened somewhat by the inclusion of an Eskimo mint.   A small gesture, but nevertheless welcome.

Every time we get Eskimo Mints, I always think that a better name for them would be “Inuit Mints”, partly because it’s more nicely alliterative, and partly because it’s the proper name for Eskimo nowadays.   Nevertheless, I enjoy them after my sushifest, no matter what they’re called.

But in my head, they’re Inuit Mints.   :)
Eskimo Mints, Or Rather, Inuit Mints

        Eskimo mint, or rather, Inuit mint.   :)


Leftovers – Love And A Rantlet

Sometimes when I eat out at restaurants, I don’t finish my meal.   I understand that in some circles this is somehow considered extremely rude, or illegal, or something.   However in my culture, leftovers are absolutely  de rigueur.   As far as I’m concerned, a foody experience would  have  to be seriously unpleasant to succeed at putting me off my leftovers.   I like leftovers, I have a bit of a thing about them.   Leftovers are a really pleasurable part of my life.   I even named a whole section of my blog after them!  (sort of)  :D
Leftovers – A Rantlet
Sometimes certain restaurants in certain places have given me a hard time about my leftovers.   This normally leads to quiet-yet-heated disputes traversing creative and diverse paths towards strange resolutions.   Usually those interactions include some percentage or combination of the following elements:

  • the alleged non-existence anywhere in the restaurant of anything suitable for wrapping food in   (yes, they really try this one on)
  • my guaranteed illness and possible death from the leftovers which I am predestined to consume only after grossly improper storage and reheating
  • the restaurant’s confirmed knowledge of my impending legal action against them for food poisoning, pain and suffering, and fleas
  • new strategy  –  an attempt to convince me of the restaurant’s tender concern for my health, honest   (unfortunately, they usually try this one too late to be convincing)
  • new strategy II  –  an attempt to appeal to my inner humanitarian by asking me to be understanding about their legitimate desire to avoid such inevitable legal action
  • collapse of new strategy  –  the actual non-existence of any waiver which my inner humanitarian would willingly sign, just to help out, you understand   (not my job to prepare a restaurant’s legal documents for them)
  • abandonment of new strategy  –  disclaiming responsibility that I couldn’t clean my plate right down to the pretty blue flower on the bottom, and what about all those starving children in Africa?   (yes, they really do try this one on as well [minus the Africa part])
    • General tip for restaurant staff:   Please try to distinguish the differences between adult patrons, children, and (more particularly) your children.   Adult patrons pay the bill, and are less likely to tip well if they feel they have been treated inappropriately.
  • my approach  –  a simple, calm statement that I won’t pay for anything on my bill which I didn’t ultimately get to eat
  • the remarkably rapid ceasefire  –  the mysterious, magical, and miraculous appearance of suitable food wrapping material from, oh, somewhere
  • ceasfire II  –  the restaurant’s deliberate-yet-accidentally averted gaze from my clandestinely illicit use of the food wrapping material, which somehow ended up on the table without anybody putting it there   (seriously, they do this)

Ok, well, that was a pleasant rant, thank you for reading.   Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.   :)
Leftovers – Feel The Love
Fortunately for me, Yamamori Sushi excel at leftovers.   :D
Yamamori Sushi - Futomaki, Sunomono, Miso Soup, And A Small Sake

    Yamamori Sushi – Futomaki, sunomono, miso soup and a small sake.

Like this one time back in May, on the same day I took the pictures of kvetch’s tatsuta age, I had tuna, mackerel, cucumber and pickle futomaki, broccoli, wakame, cucumber and lettuce sunomono, miso soup and a small sake.

I couldn’t finish it all, so I wanted to take home four of the futomaki pieces.   So the obliging staff at Yamamori Sushi worked their magic for me.
Yamamori Sushi - Futomaki Leftovers In Style - Packing Up

    Yamamori Sushi – Futomaki leftovers in style – almost too beautiful to eat.

They even included chopsticks, soya sauce, and napkins to increase the pleasure of my postponed eating experience.   Fantastic.   :D
Yamamori Sushi - Futomaki Leftovers In Style - Complete Eatfest Parcel

    Yamamori Sushi – Futomaki leftovers in style – all packed up for later enjoymentness.

The paper bag they gave me says Yamamori Noodles in the picture  (which I hadn’t noticed at the time I took the shots),  but the other side of the bag has Yamamori Sushi on it.  (I think)

For added interest, you can see kvetch pouring his tea in the top left of that picture.   Kvetch kinks really, really hard for tea.   Well, I mean, like, the usual Irish kind of tea  (as long as it’s Lyons).
Lyons Tea
It took awhile to get him to try other kinds of tea, but he did in the end.   Now he enjoys a fairly wide variety, including various far eastern blends and herbal teas.   But he doesn’t kink as hard for any of those as he does for Irish tea.   And this is memorialised nicely in my leftovers picture, which conveniently represents both our kinks.   :D

And Now – A Word From Inuit Mints


    This report was brought to you by Inuit Mints.

    Inuit Mints can repair broken relationships, cure illness, and they’ll clean your kitchen floor to a shine!

    I’ve got Inuit Mints in my life, why not give them a try yourself?

    (remember the value of Inuit Mints may go down as well as up, terms and conditions apply)

So now you know where Yamamori Sushi is, you know how good it is, you know you’ll get a table without hassle, and you know you’ll get some Inuit Mints with the bill.

So what are you waiting for??   Go there right now and eat already!

    (but shhhhhhhh…   keep your yap zipped about our secret and then Yamamori Sushi will always have a table for us…   shhhhhhhh…)


A Droolicious Thank You

To round this up all nice and everything, I’d like to extend a special gratitudinous thank you! to all the staff at Yamamori Sushi, who consistently look after us so beautifully, who feed us so exquisitely, and who always leave us feeling warm, comfortable, contented, and replete.

You always make my Yamamori Sushi experience memorable and extra-specially droolicious.

For all this and so much more, I thank you.   :)

About Lady Lubyanka

I am a 45 year old musician, and also a multisexual, polyamourous, Jewish, socially dominant woman within my romantic BDSM relationships.
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