The stuff dreams are made of.*

Two of the softest, steamed buns you’ll ever touch. Rich, creamy, indulgent tartar sauce with just the right amount of pickles and tang. Melty cheese like substance. And the pièce de résistance- fish paste fried to a golden crispy state of ambiguous perfection. Nothing better than a filet o fish after getting liquidated trading shit coins. Actually, maybe not losing money is better.