Beam me up sushi

I like Japanese restaurants. I like the civil, sophisticated manner in which you are treated as a very important customer. I like the cleanliness, the sense of order, the efficiency, the lack of dreadful background music. I like the attention to detail with the dainty plates of food and their presentation and the lack of superfluous hammers and tongs to eat with. I like the lack of familiarity of the staff, just think when was the last time some Japanese waitress in a beautiful kimono kneeled down beside your table and said " Hi I'm Chiyoko and I'll be your waitress this evening". Yes I like Japanese restaurants but.......I'm sick of bloody sushi!
Yes there was a time when I was addicted, like a rabbit caught in the headlights, along with everyone else but you can't escape the stuff now. Every cocktail party, reception, birthday celebration, Chinese, Greek or Indian restaurant meal is simply not complete unless it features sushi. Me, I'm all sushied out! I'm raring to move on to the next phase of the game - izakaya. Think Japanese pub complete with small plates in the form of tempuras, yakitori skewers, simmered and grilled dishes offering an almost inexhaustible selection to choose from and you've got izakhaya - The House of the Rising tapas. Of course I'm not sold on the idea of quaffing Japanese beer or knocking back sake to loud raucous screams of "Kampai" but I'm sure that the concept would work equally well with a pint of the black stuff or a glass or two of the Cape's finest. So come on you budding restaurateurs out there enough of the "one sushi fits all" and let's move on to some real Japanese food.