The land of Bluegrass, race horses and mint julep’s. So first thing I did in Lexington was eat sushi. The pimply 19-year-old, with an accent I wouldn’t call thick but I would call unintelligible, highly recommended it because it was across the street from the motel and he said it’s the best Japanese across the street from the motel. Pimple face was right. It was the best sushi I’ve had in a long time. Tachibana. My favorite was the Bluegrass role. The secret is that you have to use just killed and perfectly fresh horse.