before wai i was all about all kinds of sushi; if there was any kind of food i loved to eat a lot of and feel good about, it was the crazy rolls and all the succulent tongue shaped fans of sashimi.
this diet has made me extremely anal about food (what i wash my dishes with, that my cutting board not touch bad food, etc. you know the drill, i'm sure). a friend of mine who worked at a good sushi place told (and scared me) that most sushi places indeed flash freeze their fish.
i wrote an article once about this guy who wholesaled sushi to all the biggest places in my city, and even his fish was flash frozen. i was extremely discouraged and untrusting. from him i used to buy the fish that i put in my rolls and or ate alone with soy and with wasabi. my friend even said that many sushi places will lie to you and deny their frozen fish was ever freezed.
EXCEPT, for fishmongers...
yesterday for the first time in months and months, for the first time in my life, actually, i ate unfrozen fresh salmon from a fish seller. it looked different from the sushi i'd been served before- it wasn't as pink and bright, and it wasn't tasteless (when in the past i had associated tastelessness with freshness). it tasted like fish but was not fishy. it blushed but it was not magenta. and OH MY GOD the rush i felt even in my sinews from eating, just a bit, of this fatty flush of life. the taste was clearer and i was quickly satisfied, noting a different hue of energy than that one gained from egg yolk.
honestly i was going to pass when, seeing my old time sushi friend yesterday, he said lets make sushi. but i'm glad i gave it a try anyway because it made me realize that of all the things i'm disallowed to eat right now- the one that was my favorite now tastes improved.
i hope you don't find this picture tasteless, but yesterday i felt as lucky as the bear.
-candela
, but insisting. 