Maybe I’m catastrophizing, but you know. . . .So we’re taking the red-eye to Philly and need something to hold us until dawn. Presto! Tomokazu, a nicely-run sushi bar in the International terminal at SFO fit the bill nicely. We shared some sake, spicy tuna tekka maki and these delicious and colorful futomaki rolls, dredged through the required sinus- clearing combo of wasabi and soy.