The long-ago time I spent living in Reno did not leave me with a great store of pleasant memories, but the all-you-can-eat, hole-in-the-wall strip-mall sushi joints would certainly be among them. I don't remember what it was called, but the one my ex-wife and I favored used to play endless reruns of Takeshi's Castle; it was a light-hearted, convivial place.
It is, as the article says, very easy to eat too much sushi.