Address: 1088 Denman St, Vancouver (between Comox and Pendrell)
Shima is mostÂ definitelyÂ the truck stop of sushi restaurants. That’s not exactly a bad thing. Everything there is really straightforward and affordable. Shima’s got no flash; which is fine. We’re not always able to afford the flash…or the top of the line. Shima’s all around acceptable except for these 3 unforgivable flaws:Â
1- The WORST chopsticks of all time ever. Think flimsy — pretty much a bunch of slivers glued together.Â
2- Cash only. Boo! That’s not exactly convenient. Come on, it’s 2008!
3- They don’t have a liquor license. If we’ve ever met; you’ll know that this is an unforgivable sin in my books.
But…let’s look at the silver lining here – all these so-called flaws keep their place half empty and the prices down. Just admit it, sometimes that’s exactly what your struggling bank account needs.
Shima does have fast sweethearts as servers and decent food. The sashimi ($6-12) not to die for — but few things are – so get over it. At leastÂ theÂ sashimi’s not chewy or sludgy. The teriyaki is crispy on the outside and pretty darn good for $5-7. Besides that they have all the regular goods — udon $5-8, a variety of rolls $2-7, tempura, appetizers, and donburi….but who cares? They have a million…(well okay, maybe more like 20) combos to try that are all very reasonably priced. From a 12 pc veggie combo for $5 to a $12 box that includes sashimi, sushi, tempura, teriyaki, salad, and soup — shima’s just basic and a good deal.
Don’t go out of your way to go to Shima – but don’t go out of your way to avoid it, either. Shima’s basically inoffensive in every imaginable sense.Â
Open: Until 11 nightly
Reservations: Totally unnecessary
Parking: Not happening
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Andrew Bird – Armchair apocrypha
This multi-instrumentalist puts forth a very pretty album. It’s mellow and bizarre all at once. The singing and violin will amaze — but that’s balanced with a heavy dose of creepy whistling.
Ben Lee – Breathing tornadoes
Though it may have the worst album cover ever – the songs are good. I wish I’d been smart enough to be so inoffensive when I was 20. A pleasing attempt at soulful.