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Dollar Sake at Oozora Sake House

Updated: Aug 22, 2011 21:24
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Nestled tightly between a 7-11 and a tattoo parlor, Oozora Sake House is a new restaurant in the Richmond that appeals to the broke ass in all of us. I would often drunkenly walk by Oozora in order to get some sort of carbohydrate from 7-11 to stem my impending hangover when one day I noticed a large banner above the door that boldly states “1 dollar house sake with appetizer purchase.” That was more than enough to pique my interest and with no additional research I convinced a friend to join me on this culinary adventure.

I believe Oozora is technically considered a yakitori house but since no one I know has any idea what that means I affectionately refer to the place as an asian tapas restaurant. Meaning they have a wide variety of small plates, appetizers and skewers. So upon entering and asking for a table I had to ask if the deal on the banner was for real, or if there was a “catch”, after being assured that I would indeed receive house sake for a dollar we sat down ordered some delicious pot stickers and two house sakes. The bill was somewhere around 12 dollars and we were both thoroughly satisfied.

Not all the sake at Oozora is a dollar in fact they have a pretty phenomenal selection of sakes that would please any rice wine aficionado. The restaurant also sports private dining areas and a pair of big screen tvs all packaged in an unpretentious atmosphere. If you have a hankering for some skewers and sake take the 38 to Geary and 15th and give Oozora Sake House a try.

5120 Geary Blvd [Outer Richmond]
(between 15th Ave & 16th Ave)
San Francisco, CA 94118

Photo Courtesy of Yelper Ada L.

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