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Little Lilly Sushi

Although it may look the same as Fort Worth's original sushi joint, Little Lilly Sushi is a different animal (or fish) in a novel way.

diced tuna, sushi rice, shiso, sake-soy,
mountain yam and wasabi
It's in the same location and has the same chummy atmosphere as the former Hui Chuan but a crisp carte du jour. The 24-year-old blooming chef, Jesus Garcia, created the menu and plays with it weekly to keep his job amusing and see what works for his customers.

And trust me, it's DELICIOUS. So good that it inspired me to write on my food blog for the first time since I had my baby. He's 11 months old.

While there are a few items that stay on the menu (like my favorite Hamachi Zest roll), he adds treats every week to keep things interesting. Check out their Facebook page under the "current fish selection" album to see what's fresh and what Jesus is experimenting with this week.

If ever confused by the contents, Chef Garcia explains all of his creations to his customers with zeal. He observes what they like and dislike and may even remember their palate the next time they come in. That's one of my favorite things about this place—it's intimate feel goes beyond the atmosphere.

Hamachi Zest:garlic-sesame Scottish Salmon & avocado inside;
hamachi on top; yuzu ponzu and lemon zest
Jesus truly cares for his customers. He sends avocado slices for my baby boy right when we sit down. I don't even ask. He knew that was his favorite thing to eat the third time we brought him in. He also customized a dish for my husband when we didn't request it. One day at lunch my husband asked if he did something different with the tuna tower. Jesus said he watched my husband pick the sprouts and wasabi off of his tuna tower one evening, a customary practice everywhere we eat, so Jesus left it off for him this time. Wow. And if you're wondering, he didn't have a clue I was a food blogger. He does this for all of this customers.

Jesus' resume is almost as brilliant as his sushi and personality. After reading about it in the raving Star-Telegram food review, I confirmed his culinary journey with the chef himself. He's worked at Stephen Pyles, Fearing's, Five Sixty and Shinjuku Station to name a few places where fantastic fares are shared. Jesus also said he has his culinary arts degree from the Cordon Bleu in Austin.

Tuna Tataki Salad- togarashi seared tuna over
mixed green salad with honey miso dressing
Oh yea, I forgot to write about the food. It's fresh and delicious. You will just have to drive down Camp Bowie, park next to La Madeline and check it out for yourself.



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