Consulting my learned friend, I found out ‘Ish’ doesn’t actually mean anything in Japanese, negating my assumption regarding the name of the cult-popular original Cafe Ish on Albion Street. So you have to consider that ebonics came into the equation, right? You just have to. Ish, if somewhat crude, makes a lot of sense.
As with its sister, the quality of the menu at the new Campbell Street site backs up my theory: a green salad with green-tea poached chicken and rosella vinaigrette was dope ish, the number of wagyu burgers pouring out of the tiny kitchen proved that it was THE ish, and the coffee was good ish.
**The huge windows sun up the split-level room nicely, the place is licensed and the casual, affable attentions of the staff was right on the money. The place can make the same claim as DJ Class.
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