I may be, perhaps, the last person to hear of the rumors regarding Pearl Sushi Lounge & Bomber Bar in Scottsdale.
The images of naked women, the sex-fueled names of its signature rolls, the magic show. Here's a taste:
"Given Pearl's penchant for style over substance, it's easy to see why the food frequently goes the way of outrageous, as in the restaurant's signature rolls. In the beginning, names such as the "Pocket Rocket," "Crab Daddy," and "Pearl Necklace" probably were fairly amusing, but now, at their mere mention or the ensuing giggles, one could power Pearl's electrical system with the sighs heard from its staff."
Fact, fiction, or a little of both? Read more in this week's review.