On matters culinary...

Yeah! Get a load of that! A plateful of sushi made by my own hand. Alright, so it might not have been the best sushi ever, but it was tasty enough. After skiving off my Sunday morning cookery class in favour of Osaka the previous weekend, I made up for it last week by getting stuck into crafting some dainty makizushi. Surprisingly difficult to make the actual rolls though, especially the small ones, though matters improved when I came to realize that making sushi is much like making a large spliff, only using rice and fish instead of tobacco and Mary Jane. I ended up with stacks of the stuff after the three-hour lesson, far too much for me, so palmed some off my neighbor Makiko and got a huge pear and a persimmon for my efforts. So runneth the Japanese food economy it would seem…