As we entered this manga-themed hole-in-the-wall on Roosikrantsi, I made a comment about the pink scooter parked out front, asking, "is that just decor?" and my wife heard two words that are homonymous with "decor" even though that would not make any sense in the context. She has a mind in the gutter even when we are indoors, but that sort of set the tone.
On the screen inside were music videos, but instead of ho's or 1980s retrospectives, all featured chorus lines or dance squads of Japanese schoolgirls in uniform, some acting underage, some actually around the federal age of consent in Japan. The name of one ensemble was G-Child, which is somehow a pretty disturbing pairing though the whole thing does suggest that Japan is a possible if not the only asylum candidate for Polanski.
A similar revue of people dressed as schoolgirls than appeared in a short clip. I thought they were in drag until I realized the setting was the front entrance and the girls were in fact the employees of Sushi Cat. All of them attractive Nordic women, mind, but so leggy -- they can't do the nymphet thing without looking grotesque.
Anyway, vive la difference, I guess. The atmosphere was refreshingly different -- I've found places like the Narva mnt Silk to be very desolate. I enjoyed poring over a copy of the Hiragana Times (where little hiragana in superscript are written above kanji for people learning Japanese) and drinking warm sake at rock-bottom prices on this rainy day.
The magazine rack also had a Tallinn tourist brochure, all in Japanese, with a message from Edgar Savisaar, in which, if my limited Japanese serves me correctly, he talked about giving away free seaweed from the Bay of Tallinn and the Centre Party's plan for a Schoolgirl Video Resource Centre. I'm still glad I didn't vote for him.
The sushi (all offered as sets with different feline names from kitten to lion, $6-18) was good, even excellent, though the fish species are limited, even more than most places. Tuna was long-haul, of course, but still good, only it was somehow a little a bit more like good raw beef than fish. Salmon was fine, cold-smoked eel was excellent, with a lovely browned glace on its skin.
Sake and plum wine were not top-shelf but as said, cheap - less than a pint of beer at any pub in Tallinn.
The house threw in complimentary miso soup and tea. The miso was the best I've had, the tea had some sort of roasted sesame flavour going on.