*Apparently the term ‘foodie’ has become old hat, but what the hell am I supposed to replace it with, I wonder? Gourmand? Epicurean? Um…no and NO.
Okay. This may shock you… but…I’ve never actually had real sushi. (I’m pretty sure shitty California rolls from the grocery store do NOT count, am I right?). I feel somehow inadequate and incomplete in light of this fact. I think I would like sushi! And sushi might like me! I mean, it’s so pretty:
I had just about the WORST week in the history of weeks. April can pretty much suck it as far as I am concerned; for the next three weeks, I am pretending that it is pre-May. Not April.
But in the mean time, I’ve decided to draw up a list of things I haven’t tried yet (with the intent of actually doing them!) and scheduling fun, distracting activities to do to take my mind off of the bleak, soon-to-be-jobless shit-show that is my life. I’m slated to go back to Pittsburgh next week to participate in the half-baked Catholic/mostly-heathen Betsy Ann chocolate extravaganza that is Easter 2009 with my batshit crazy family, and I’m thinking I will skip downtown one night with my Pittsburgh girls to indulge in a little sushification.
Since I am a complete neophyte in this arena, this is a shout-out to all you lovely cosmopolitan ladies: any recommendations? Anything you would avoid? Any stories about your first sushi experience (sounds a little dirty, doesn’t it?)? I couldn’t tell you what a single thing in that picture actually is; hopefully I’ll be able to give you an update on Operation Sushi next week!