I spent the back half of last week in Toronto with my colleague Jason Skomorowski. Jason’s great company anyway, but on his home turf he step up a level because he also knows his way around Toronto’s restaurants — and it’s a great city for food. And the most memorable of many superb meals I had in those four days was omakase sushi at Yasu.
Yazu exterior, taken after our meal, at nearly 8pm when it had got dark.
Omakase was a new experience for me. It’s a sushi experience where the chef decides what you eat, and in what order, and the individual pieces arrive one by one.
Celebrating Dan’s return from his first term at university.
(Note that this is only half as much as on certain other occasions.)
For Dan’s birthday (and mine, which was six days earlier), I took him to Birmingham, which as far as I can tell is the nearest place to us that you can get good sushi. My goal was to fill him so full of sushi that he actively wanted to not eat any more. Here he is with the first plateful:
From the this-is-why-I’m-fat files.
Part 3 in the ongoing This Is Why I’m Fat series …
… although, to cut myself some credit, it was made using the rice left over from last night’s meal.
The other ingredients, as if you didn’t already know: “spicy crab” (surimi, mayonnaise, chili powder), pickled daikon, lettuce, nori (sheets of dried seaweed), and of course soy sauce and gari (pickled ginger).
How’s that diet going, Mike?
Uh, not so great. Why do you ask?