Kamotaka Sushis

On my way home, I found myself suffering from a crippling craving for Asian food. My first choice of Korean food was nowhere to be seen, and in any case I didn’t want to sit in a restaurant by myself and eat. So I shuffled into Kamotaka Sushis, conveniently located along my walk home.
The website is in English. They deliver, for not-​so-​crazy prices. The owner is friendly and speaks English. He was very proud that they prepare all of their food in the store, and that the chef was Japanese. The food was more expensive than I would have liked to pay, but you have to get used to that at some point here. In fact, I must be learning the ways of the Swiss, as 17.50CHF for 6 pieces of pre-​packaged tuna nigiri seemed almost reasonable. I must not be all the way there yet, as I opted for the mixed chirashi specialty dish, a small bowl of sushi rice topped with pieces of tuna, salmon, octopus, eel, and shrimp for 11.50CHF.
Despite the abundant-​sounding description, there were maybe one or two small pieces of each topping on a disproportionately large bed of rice. Now, «chirashi» in Japanese means «scattered,» and in Korea, we use the term to refer to the advertisement leaflets that people pass out on the street, that are lucky to make it to a trash can before getting chucked on the ground. The sashimi pieces looked a lot like left-​over end-​pieces from proper nigiri, and it was difficult to even see which piece was which fish. The rice was hard and too vinegary, and came off in chunks on my fork. It was impossible to use chopsticks as the brick of rice wouldn’t separate, and I had to sprinkle with soy sauce to aid my fork in splitting the portions of rice. The toppings were, at least to the extent that I could actually taste the tiny pieces, actually pretty good.
Does this place even deserve three stars? Perhaps it was because I was famished, or perhaps it was because I had been living off of canned foods and sandwiches for weeks. But despite the sad presentation, the dish as a whole didn’t come out too badly. After all, it is predominantly a take-​out place, it’s not too expensive, and it was only one hour before closing time. And perhaps as misguided as it was, the owner’s pride in his restaurant kind of won me over.
I would go back to try the nigiri if I have a chance earlier in the day, when the rice is probably fresher.