Except for the part where all of the ones near me are utterly terrible and borderline inedible. I swear to god, it’s like someone just slapped a “Hong Kong King” sign up over the Golden Corral sign and called it a day. We call those places “the trough” around here for a reason; only the cattle of humanity seem to be able to keep down the shit fed from there.
My local sushi joint, however? I could eat enough from there to give myself iodine poisoning; then suffer a cardiac event from the multi-hundred dollar tab.