If I drove in all the way from the suburbs for the Frushi instead of being less than a mile away, I'd have been pissed. There were two pieces to a plate, and no other choices. One piece had grapefruit on it to look like snapper. I hate grapefruit but was able to pawn that off and just ate the rice (infused with apple and grape). The other piece was better, but a bit dry for something that's supposed to be infused. OTOH, I never eat real sushi so I don't have a base of comparison.

At $2.50 for two pieces, it would add up to a very expensive breakfast - it's definitely just a gimmick starter course. Fortunately, the French Toast kebobs were very good. The pancake flight looked better, but the chef wouldn't leave the crushed peanut garnish off of it so I couldn't order that. The canadian bacon was not great. I didn't try any of their juices because the food was already going to send my blood sugar into orbit.

The best part of the place was the atmosphere. We sat in the front room which I thought would be a little noisy at first, and it was very comfortable - we literally didn't want to leave.