Today's Groupon gets you $10 worth of authentic quick-service Japanese cuisine at Blue Fin, a family-operated restaurant near downtown Phoenix, for $5.
Blue Fin is a fast, affordable eatery with a massive and reasonably priced menu (all dishes run less than $10). Try a bevy of delicious Japanese cuisine, including the katsu pork bowl (a breaded pork cutlet enhanced with a sweet sauce and steamed eggs and served over rice; $5.50), crab salad with avocado ($5.75), or the panko all-white-meat chicken (Japanese bread-crumb-coated chicken breast served with choice of dipping sauce; $6.25 for a bowl). Sushi lovers can bask in the restaurant’s modestly priced assortment of maki, such as inari (sushi rice stuffed in a tofu pocket; three pieces for $2.25) and refreshing green tea ice cream ($1.50), artfully created by running green tea and ice cream through a teleporter invented by Jeff Goldblum. You’ll find plenty of dishes for vegetarians and healthy eaters here, too. Blue Fin uses homemade sauces, offers brown rice, and doesn’t add MSG to its food like other quick-service restaurants.
This Groupon is great for blind dates, or dates you intend to blind with a teleporter invented by Jeff Goldblum. It's also an ideal spot for busy professionals because of its weekday lunch hours and pick-up window that allow nine-to-fivers to accommodate a sushi craving without disturbing productivity.
Note: Blue Fin is open Monday through Friday, 10:30 a.m.–6:30 p.m.
- The owners are extremely friendly here. I have never been as welcomed at any restaurant quite like this. I love the food. The food has a "right off the grill" taste. They do not skimp on the meats that are offered. – Ernie, Urbanspoon
- Owed [sic] by mom and daughter...this cute little oriental joint offers a variety of bowls, yaki soba, sushi, and my favorite...green tea ice cream! Make sure you [sic] this if nothing else! – Kimberly F., Insider Pages
- The best Japanese food I've ever had. The business is family owned. They are so nice they even call you by name. – pattyamber d., Insider Pages
Blue Finn: Space Detective
“It’s a scratcher of a case, Finn,” gurgled Salantro, the hybrid man-salamander who stood meekly before Finn’s desk, porkpie hat in hand, lime-colored bow tie tragically askew. Blue Finn took a drag from his BetterLung™ cancer-free cigar substitute (tough guys don’t smoke). He was a space detective and a darn good one, but even Blue Finn’s mentor, Sherlock Neptune, would be squinting his compound eyes in disbelief at the photos Salantro dropped on Finn’s desk that morning.
“Can’t say I recognize the blonde,” Finn mumbled coolly, “although I wouldn’t mind an introduction.”
“B-b-but Finn!” bubbled Salantro, “look who’s sitting next to her! Isn’t that the M-m-mayor?”
“Darned if it isn’t, old pal,” Finn replied, circling the familiar face with his index finger.
“Finn,” Salantro protested softly. “The Mayor’s supposed to be d-d-d-dead.”
Finn stood up, cracking his neck. “You still drivin’ that space cab, Sally?”
Salantro replaced his hat. “You know I am, Blue. You know I am.”
Finn felt the heft of his unlicensed cobalt blue reactor pistol in his shoulder holster, weighing against his artificial heart. It was time to go to work.
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