I used to think that eating sushi was mainly a novelty. In other words, people didn’t eat it because they liked the taste; they ate it because it was a way to show off: “Look at me; I’m actually eating raw squid! I am so powerful! Do as I say or I’ll shake these tentacles in your general direction!”
But then I witnessed my friend, Roeland (that’s him in the photo mocking Satan with a piece of freshwater eel). He truly loves sushi—every bite he rolled his eyes in hideous delight. Could it be that this stuff actually tastes good?
I’ve tried sushi before; to me it tastes more like bait than dinner. Yeah, I can eat it, but I’d much rather have a nice, juicy, inadequately cooked, hamburger.
Still, I have to admit, this particular Japanese restaurant, One, in Murrieta, CA, served some of the most beautiful food I’ve ever seen. Every dish was practically a work of art. Even the octopus was dressed up with a fancy seaweed belt accented with a single-drop of hot sauce.
Curiosity finally got the better of me and I had Roeland slice off a sliver of octopus for me to try. It was actually pretty good, but I still prefer less squiggly meals, so I ordered the Mango Chipoltle Chicken (and, by the way, it was delicious!).
Note: This crappy post was mainly just a vehicle for exploiting the photo of Roeland with a piece of eel in his mouth. LOL 🙂