My fianc\u00e9 and I visited Sushi Imagine a few weeks ago.  It took me this long to mull over what rating to give this place.  It gets five stars by default.  Let me explain.\n\nI guess I am a neanderthal, but I have never eaten sushi before.  Yup, it's true.  I was raised in the Midwest.  My family eats burgers and hot dogs and drinks sweet tea.  There isn't a sushi restaurant for several hours in any direction.  (Did I mention I didn't drive on a paved road until I was 18?  It's true.)  So, you must understand, trying sushi was a REEEAAALLL stretch for me.  In the interest of being culturally proficient, I solicited opinions about what to order from all my (more cosmopolitan) friends on Facebook.  List of suggestions in hand and fear in our heart, we walked into Sushi Imagine hoping to discover a new love.\n\nOh my sweet, sweet lord.  This did NOT go as well as planned.  I think we just don't like sushi.  In fact, we made total jerks of ourselves because we don't know how to use chopsticks.  I won't lie, we just went at our plates with our hands.  We tried the California roll, spider roll, and inari.  I will say, the inari was delicious.  It came out first and gave us a lot of hope that we might like the other things we ordered.  It was not to be.  We were wasabi-dunking fools - who knew that stuff was so darn spicy?  Not I!  I walked out with the clearest sinuses I have had in years.  And the sushi?  I don't get it.  I really don't.  I wanted to like it, oh yes, I did.  I guess I'm just a simple country bumpkin after all.\n\nI gave this place five stars because the service was excellent, the presentation was gorgeous, and they were pretty gracious about us leaving out plates behind almost full, laughing as we paid and left.  I'm sure we were a sight to behold.  If you want good sushi, I'm sure this is the place.  I might go back and just order about ten orders of inari.  If you see a curly-haired woman with a plate full of inari, it's probably me.  Come say hello.