Damn I do love my food. Since working in London – and thus being cornered into eating more than just my regular sandwiches – my palette has tweaked, forming a fire to try out new things, including cooking. This is a huge change from the girl who had a set diet of Pizza, Spaghetti Hoops & Ketchup Sandwiches. Yes, all of these happened. In my mission to be healthy, I have experienced a lot of late night Sushi stops, before jumping on the train home and grown to adore the raw fish & wet rice dish. Unless you’re prepared to fight the rest of Waitrose for the last pack of sushi, there isn’t – well wasn’t – anywhere you could curb your cravings. Thanks to some good advertising in our local bourough leaflet, I got a late night text from my dad announcing their was a Sushi Takeout down the road.
Meet The Sushi Man UK. I am a big believer in the 80:20 ratio, 80% healthy food and 20% of what ever I fancy (I haven’t stopped giving domino’s my wages just yet), and fresh Sushi get’s my vote for best meal. After placing the order early Saturday morning, both my Dad and I spent the next 10 hours waiting in anticipation for our dinner. Ordered for 7pm, at 6:59 our plates were ready, expectations high and when the doorbell rang I’m sure the whole street heard us squeal with excitement.
Three platters and two Miso Soups demolished, the report is in. This was the best Sushi I have ever had! Incorporating some of my favourite Prawn and Salmon slices, as well as dishes I had never tried; Egg, Avocado, Crab and Tuna, there wasn’t a rice out-of-place. Fresh is defiantly best, and this local company has my full support, including my repeat order of Sushi.
I now have another Sushi date booked in my diary, but this time to learn the art itself.