We may have mentioned this once or twice before in the past, but journalists are very poor people. And so, we usually find ourselves digging through a chilled grocery store display of raw fish, with its stiff rice and questionable sources, rather than seated at O-Ku, Upper King's decadent sushi joint. Unless we can get there between the hours of 5 p.m. and 7 p.m. on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Then we can buy our rolls half-off, with even the most expensive now coming in at a very practical $7.50. When we're really broke, there's the more traditional negihama, which we can always manage to throw down a measly three bucks for.