For my first “Mommy Friend Gone Wild ” assignment I went with sushi.
I know, I know, sushi isn’t wild. You probably ate sushi like 2 times last week or something but rest assured, I didn’t. I have made it through my whole life avoiding sushi while married to a man who would leave me for sushi if it could do his laundry.
When I said I was toddler picky, I was dead serious. I don’t eat seafood, let alone raw seafood. Some people don’t eat food with a face, I don’t eat food from the ocean.
So we arrive at the sushi restaurant and Little BooBoo is unhappy from the moment we walk in. Convinced it’s an omen, I’m ready to place the onus on BooBoo just to have the opportunity to back out. Big Daddy P, hoping to make a sushi lover out of me wasn’t about to let me leave and suddenly grasped the car keys like a ninja. Damn.
The miso soup arrives, I feel comforted. Miso soup is familiar, I’m OK with this. I eat the soup and obviously avoid the tofu, eww tofu.
I look around, this place is quite lovely and my family seems to like it so I decide to fall into the groove even without the help of a sake bomb. I decide to enjoy the wall mural of Japan because this is as close to Japan as I will probably ever get.
Big Daddy P does the ordering and goes with the mild stuff, a rainbow roll, California roll and a dragon roll.
The food arrives and it was lovely, a real masterpiece.
Now just because the presentation was beautiful, it didn’t mean I wanted to eat it.
It was time. I longingly stared at the Teriyaki bowl Little BooBoo snubbed and wished it was mine.
I started with the mild California roll even though I don’t like avocado and crab. After all, the California roll was the only piece of sushi without a huge chunk of raw fish on top.
It was interesting and very soy-saucy as I tried to drown it as much as possible to kill the taste.
Next it was time for the scarier rainbow roll which had raw salmon on top and looked all kinds of fleshy to me.
Eating shots are always ugly and embarrassing but Big Daddy P swore my own family wouldn’t believe it until they saw it. So here, an eating shot, ugh.
I have no idea what it tasted like; I literally shut off my taste buds and sense of smell. I didn’t know I had such an amazing ability but apparently I do. The texture was as fleshy as I had feared and I chewed it just enough to avoid choking.
The dragon roll was the scariest, it had eel on top and eels are gross. I ate it but don’t have a picture to prove it, you’re just gonna have to trust me.
Overall, I give sushi a…
Thumbs down. Then again, sushi has 1,735,399 fans on Facebook to Mommyfriend’s 213. I think it’s safe to say it’s not sushi, it’s me.