Just a couple of weeks ago, I was lucky enough to be taught how to make sushi. With the help of my boyfriend going all the way to a different borough in London just to buy sashimi grade fish, going to his workplace to look for extra ingredients and items.I began eating sushi, or should I say, raw fish when I was 16 - which is a mere 7 years. I used to dislike the idea of raw fish as bought up in a nation which is known to have a fish phobia (England) it was a little strange to me. But fortunately I was raised in a family which knew how to choose fish and understand the different types and spending a number of years exposed to these creatures in Hong Kong I do not have a phobia.

I remember my first attempt of Salmon was odd. It was cold, slimy, a little oily with a distinctive after taste. I was then hooked onto this type of fish. It took me a year or so to try Tuna but I didn't enjoy it as much. Until I discovered O-toro - which is the fattest part of the tuna.
I learnt how to use a rolling mat to make Maki's, how to make my own non-dodgy hand roll and just be a little greedy. Unfortunately the photos of my fishes are not as clear as I was too excited to make the sushi, the better looking photos are on my camera - somewhere too. But this experience has taught me to enjoy and apprecite the food more than I used to. I wish to make some prawn tempura maki rolls at a later date once I get the gist of the hand rolls and the ISO rolls.

I had always been intrigued at how this rose-like sushi is created, I was fortunate enough to have it made right before my eyes. It looks super pretty. I do fancy some as I am typing this.
We had some fish left and the next day I made some donbori and attempted to decorate it to make it look appealing. But the meaning of appealing varies from person to person I suppose, not forgetting I had some matcha tea to go with my donbori.


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