Whenever I tell people that I'm a vegetarian and I eat sushi, they immediately think I'm a "cheater" vegetarian - or a person who says they don't eat meat but "happen" to eat fish, chicken, and pretty much any other meat that's put in front of them. But if you know me in real life, I'm not "that" kind of vegetarian. I've made it 30 years without eating meat and I plan on keeping it that way.
Ginko is in the basement of Dante. It's a little odd...you walk down a flight of stairs, poke your head through a door, and there you are! In a brightly lit, brightly tiled, Japanese wonderland. There's a huge horseshoe shaped bar and some booths and two tops scattered around the vey small space. Being squeamish, I don't like to see sushi being prepared, so I snagged a two top table for us. We were immediately brought some warm towels and our overly aggressive server wanted us to order. Decision making isn't a strong suit for me or my best friend, so we needed a few more minutes. I got the impression that our server didn't like this, but...
We started off with shishito peppers. My best friend had never had them but was a good sport until she got a hot one and thought she'd burned her espohagues. As I told her, it's rare to get a hot shishito pepper, and it's actually a sign of good luck. But after having her insides nearly melt off, I think she felt lucky enough. While she was trying to flag down our server to get more water, I was enjoying an orange and ginger martini. It was good. There's not much to dislike about those two flavors together.
Because my best friend is well, my best friend, she ordered only vegetable sushi so we could share. We got almost one of everything from the "vegetable" section of the sushi menu. That included everything from avocado and cucumber to asparagus to tempura vegetables. (don't challenege me in a sushi eating contest - I will crush you)