It's a short walk straight up 9th st, and it wasn't too cold out. There were salt trucks out prepping the roads for the light rain we're supposed to get tomorrow -- excellent use of resources. We turn the corner onto Locust, walk the half block... and find a dark, boarded up Shinju. The interwebs were right, Shinju is CLOSED. Yet, hadn't I just called their number and ordered sushi from them? Maybe their had been a terrible tragedy, and now ghost of the former sushi chef was taking phantom orders when there is a half moon in the night sky. Or WORSE, maybe they had moved across town and our sushi order was waiting for us in Rittenhouse, farther than our cold hungry legs could take us.
::And now for the exciting conclusion to tonight's adventure!!!::
So after laughing for ourselves for a minute, I called back the number I had used to place the order and nonchalantly asked for their address. I held my breath... three blocks away! Score! Our night was saved.
In case you're curious, Shinju moved to a trendier location at 719 Walnut AND changed their named to Fat Salmon. Still good though, and we got twice the sashimi pieces we ordered for no extra charge! Worth the confusion.
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