Me Like Sushi Oishii!

When my Vietnamese colleague invited to a sushi lunch one day I wasn’t so sure if I would like it. Although hubby was always telling me how he liked California Maki and that we should go to a Sushi bar someday it never happened because he was not certain about how good the Japanese resto here nowadays. My colleague took me to a small Sushi restaurant whose owner were not Japanese but Vietnamese. Yes, think about how many Chinese who run a Thai restaurant these days. And Thai running a Chinese resto? Maybe there are a couple of them. Anyhow, I liked that Sushi resto so much that I often go and eat there by myself at lunch. I had gone to another Sushi restaurant a few weeks ago with my friends but it wasn’t satisfying because the pieces they made were big enough that we had to cut them in two to get it into the mouth. And sushi should not be eaten like that, I suppose.

Sushi, oishii!

When I told hubby I was beginning to like Sushi, we started to look for a Sushi Bar whenever we’re out travelling. Until now, we haven’t found a better Sushi resto here but we managed to find somewhere else like in Singapore and lately in Copenhagen where the image above was taken. I crave for sushi now that the weather is getting warmer. Otherwise I don’t like cool meals in cold weather.