Having found sashimi quality tuna at the Asian market, he also decided to try his hand at making tuna ngiri, spicy tuna rolls, and a replica of our favorite Sekisui roll, the Jacksonville, which requires a blow torch!





This time we all waited patiently in the livingroom for two and a half hours while chef Miki Moto made us a feast to end all feasts. Jiro was first on the scene, and I was close behind him. Despite everyone absolutely gorging themselves, we actually had leftovers.
"Hmmm...should we leave Santa cookies or sushi?" I asked Satchel.
2 comments:
Don't you dare ever show up at my house with used pizza for dinner again.
I am going to start showing up at your house at dinnertime, just in case it's sushi night.
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