Sushi!

Well, I started the cooking class last night. There were roughly thirty people signed up for it, most of them married ladies at least ten years my senior, but in all honesty that makes them easier to get along with. Nobody's got anything to prove. The instructor started off the class with sushi, since that's apparently what everyone thinks of first when they think Japanese (I think of gyozas and udon, but we've already established that I'm odd). It was a lot of fun, we made makizushi (sushi rolls) first, then inarizushi (stuffed pockets of fried tofu), and both of them were great. Once we were all done making, we sat down and let the soy and wasabi flow as we sampled our efforts. It was a lot of fun, and while I can't say I liked everyone I was sitting with, the conversation was interesting. The sushi was great too, we had so much left over that everyone was taking some home. Mom and Dad both liked it, so who knows, maybe I'll try making it again some day. Next time I want to try grilled ham, olives, and a bit of cream cheese in mine. Yes, I'm a heretic. Deal with it.

Next week - Miso, udon, and Japanese-style fried chicken!