Thursday, March 11, 2010


At the end of the day, the door opens and we enter the world of sushi.


An easy tonic, packed into a small tray which we carry up to the condo. So satisfying to the person who prefers his foods simple. An asparagus spear, maybe a piece of shrimp. And so pleasing to the one who likes things complicated – a little of this, a little of that. But it must be pretty. At the very least, lovely to look at.


I can deal with small portions, but please, make them pretty. And clean. No, I will not live in a place where the ceiling is unfinished and window panes are leaving the frames behind.

Here’s a truth to hold dear: behind your own door, you can always control the chaos. Eliminate the dirt. Fiddle with the ugliness. Oh, but we do love swinging our own doors!


And so there you have it: sushi. Rolls of great elegance, rolls of utter simplicity. With seaweed salad on the side. At the end of a very long string of days.