It is a sad truth that a girl cannot live on fried seafood and ice cream alone. God knows that during Cape Cod summers I sure have tried. And yes, with my high level consumption of both clam chowder and Black Raspberry ice cream, I’m definitely getting enough calcium, but occasionally I crave something that won’t make it impossible to fit into my jeans. And when this time comes, my first destination is the wonderful and elegant Japanese restaurant Inaho – located on Route 6A in Yarmouth Port.
For dinner, I had what I almost always have: a martini, miso soup, and a dragon roll. This is a perfect way to enjoy Inaho without emptying out your wallet as this meal comes to a little over $30 per person. But I can also recommend the light-as-air tempura, the eggplant miso (which is a half of an eggplant broiled in a miso sauce), (multiple) double dragon rolls (which are maki rolls with both salmon and tuna and topped with fish roe) and always, always, check out the specials they have written on the chalk boards over the sushi counter. The night I went they had a toro dragon roll that I would like to eat for breakfast, lunch, and, dinner until, like Jeremy Piven, I too am felled by Mercury poisoning.
And I wish I could safely say that Inaho is a good choice for those out there who don’t like sushi, but I can’t. Whenever I’m there, I’m there to eat sushi, so I haven’t checked out the cooked options. I would assume that whatever the kitchen turns out is of good quality and high on the yumminess scale, but you know what they say about assumptions.
This time of year, Inaho is packed, yet I managed to get a seat at the sushi bar without a reservation, but I would strongly recommend anyone with a large party or anyone planning on journeying to Inaho on a weekend night to call ahead.
And one of the sad truths about sushi is that enough is never enough. So, though I was sated with my one lonesome toro dragon roll, I think I could have had at least one more. As I exited the restaurant, I saw three glorious dishes innocently sitting at the sushi bar, waiting for the waitress to deliver them to their lucky recipients. It did cross my mind to grab the plates and make a mad dash to the door, but I managed to restrain myself. I do, for better or worse, live in a civilized society in which such behavior is not looked upon favorably. Too bad.