So when I went into this place, I had this eery feeling I had been there before. Or maybe it was the eery familiarity this place has to mediocre kaitensushi places in Japan.

I have to say that this paticular Sushi Land really felt like a kaitensushi place in Japan. First of all, all the sushi chefs were young Japanese dudes (supposedly women’s hands don’t have the correct temperature to make good sushi) and they all spoke Japanese. And of course the waitress responsible for tea and miso soup and bringing the bill was young and pretty.

The sushi is OK. Yes, it’s cheap, but I wouldn’t claim it’s the best cheap sushi I’ve ever had—it isn’t even the best cheap sushi that I’ve had in Portland.

But like all kaitensushi, you have to wonder how fresh the stuff on the conveyor belt is. When I lived in Japan, my friend Kumikochan always told me to eat off the conveyor belt with caution. So I tried to eat with caution, and I had a couple of pieces of some pretty icky stuff. :( Everything made to order was pretty tasty except Sushi Land has some odd takes on kani and spicy tuna!

For the price, the sushi is pretty good but not the best. But if you want to reminisce your living on scholarship exchange student days in Japan, visit this Sushi Land because it really felt like being in a kaitensushi-ya in Japan! Like I said, it was like entering the twighlight zone.