This is the 1st blog post in a series of 4 where I talk about my love for sushi, Taco John’s, Mtn Dew and hot dogs.
I’ve been eating sushi (or sooshi fish (video below)) for almost seven years and I see no signs of not eating it anytime soon. IT happened during a huge winter storm, which fell on a Friday night March/April of 2002. I went to hang out with one of my best friends and ex-roommate, Bonnie/Rain, because we didn’t have any indy pro-wrestling gigs that weekend. We were too lazy to cook, or didn’t know how to cook, and took a trip over to Byerly’s, an expensive grocery store.
It was after the in-store sushi chefs had left, but their remaining sushi caught my eye. No idea what kind I had, but I picked up some to try and also gross out Bonnie because she hates fish of any kind. I must have liked IT, because I’m still eating sushi today.
I don’t know when I started eating sushi on a regular basis. IT could have been later that year once I moved in, or IT could have been when I started my current job in 2003. Regardless of when it was, I was pretty much hooked, just like those fish, so the pun was intended. I knew there were sushi restaurants around me, but I was too nervous to try anything better than grocery stores.
Don’t get me wrong, Byerly’s sushi is decent, but IT’s the fast food version of sushi. Before I mention the few sushi joints I’ve eaten at, a funny story about getting sushi from Byerly’s. I try and eat sushi every other week while at work. Other than I like eating IT, I love grossing out my co-workers who hate raw fish or fish in general.
There was a Friday I needed to leave work early and picked up sushi earlier in the day. This prepared sushi meal was one I had never seen before. Included in my sushi container was an octopus tentacle. YES, full, not sliced and placed on the sushi itself octopus tentacle. Before I swallowed that thing down, and I wish I had picture of this, but I had it sticking out my mouth like IT was my tongue. Trust me IT was funny, but I paid the price on the way to Wisconsin. Before you ask, no, I didn’t throw up. When eating it I could feel the suckers in my throat as I swallowed it, but that wasn’t the gross part to me. The gross part was having my stomach feel like a science experiment with vegetable oil and water. My stomach was the 2-liter container for that experiment.
I’ve also gotten my friends hooked (is there any other way to say it without a pun?) on sushi. Where I have gotten most of them hooked would be Ichiban: Minneapolis. Ichiban’s is known for their all you can eat sushi (for an hour). They have these cool little boats that go around in the circle and the sushi chefs are in the middle of the oval seating area. The chefs are always making crab cake appetizers, seaweed salad, edamame, sushi rolls, tempura and sashimi. They ask if you would like any rolls/sashimi if you do not see them floating around. The chefs engage in conversation, are funny and you can watch them make your food upside down, due to the mirrors on the ceiling above them.
One other great thing about eating at Ichiban with me at their all you can eat sushi fish is watching me eat for that hour. I tend to go overboard, trying everything, never stopping to breath other than to drink water and count how many plates I’ve put away. My eyes bug out of my head, I start to get chipmunk cheeks as I see something come around on the cool boat that I need, or want, to try.
And now, for a video of Brandon Dicamillo of CKY/Viva La Bam trying to get people to come to Kooma in West Chester, Pennsylvania, for their lunch time special and the place “where kids eat free…!”