Wayne made me sing Careless Whisper with him. He did, I swear. Who knew Wham went so well with sushi??\n\nMy first venture here was a bust - Wayne had closed down for the Hawaiian festival and spring cleaning. So all week, I kept calling back wondering when they were open. Apparently, the number I was calling was his CELL PHONE. Feeling accidentally stalkerish, I finally ventured in with a couple of friends and Wayne yells, you! Where's that area code from? Oops...\n\nBut on to the food. We were seated at the bar and there was a party of 10 behind us. So, I was pretty anxious that our food would take foreverrr.  As we perused the menu, Wayne looks at us and asks, \"do you really want to order or do you want me to just feed you? My prices are reasonable, I promise.\" And so, feeling adventurous, we agreed to have him feed us. And oh, did he. The Ahi salad, what brah beef, and countless others.. all served by Wayne and his quirky, welcoming family. Service was prompt and quick, even with the demands of the party behind us. And soon, we were all swaying to the karaoke... \n\nIt's been months since I've been to Vegas, so my memory of the particular food details is nonexistent. But our experience that night was increased exponentially not only by the quality and deliciousness of the food, but the comraderie of the patrons and Wayne and his family. I would so go back if I could!