Sushi, people love it or either hate it. We were never big Sushi fans during most of our marriage. Given the choice of a juicy grilled sandwich at Whole Foods or a roll of Sushi, sandwich would win almost every time. That was until we learned how to make our own Sushi. Now every few months, we might have a Sushi binge in which we buy all the ingredients and create a dozen rolls and eat Sushi for a few days. It’s kind of like Thanksgiving, except with Sushi.
We started preparing our own Sushi after a neighbor had us over for a Sushi making class. He had learned how to make Sushi when he was working/visiting in Japan. His wife and him charged a small fee and used it to purchase the Sushi grade tuna, salmon, yellow tail, and unagi (eel). They also provided the Sushi mats, chop sticks, and recipes we could take with us, so we could make our own feasts later. Our neighbors sure know how to throw an amazing shindig.
If we make Sushi now, we are more sporadic. We usually wait for a day that I am off work and our son is in school. He doesn’t like Sushi. During these few moments, months apart, we might make the full spread for lunch, and have it as a lunch snack for a few days later.
Our favorite rolls to list a few is what our neighbors call a Philadelphia Roll (nori, rice, cream cheese, Sushi grade tuna, green onion). I like to add avocado to it and wasabi and make it the green machine. My wife likes the Rainbow Roll (inside out roll with the rice on the outside wrapped with tuna, salmon, yellow tail. The inside of the roll is crab, if we have it, avocado, cucumber, green onion). She also likes to top the Sushi pieces with Sriracha sauce mixed with mayo and green onions. Another one of my favorites is the Unagi Roll, with unagi broiled in unagi sauce add cream cheese and top with unagi sauce and sesame seeds. And if you have any avocado, add that too because everything tastes better with avocado.
If you love Sushi, you need to make your own. However, once you do, you’ll never want to eat Sushi at a restaurant or grocery store again.
Realizing the date of this post. I now see that I am posting 78 years after Japan’s bombing of Pearl Harbor. Here we are making Sushi in an American homestead kitchen with no malice towards the Japanese. Much healing has come upon this nation and Japan during the past almost 8 decades now. There is much each culture of the world can share with us. It is sad to think even in this day, we focus on our differences than what we share and enjoy with each other. This is not only true between the economic powers of the world, but also the division that is in our own politics in America. I dedicate this post in memory of Pearl Harbor and the healing that has taken place between the United States and Japan. It is time to heal our other wounds and to remember our travesties as a place in which healing must begin.