Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Boyfriend made me sushi

I am continually amazed by Boyfriend.  As I'm sure you could have guessed, I am usually the cook in our house.  However, a few months ago we took a sushi-making class together.  I assumed that I would rock the class, and end up adding sushi-making to my culinary repertoire.  

It feels good to be wrong.  It tastes good to be wrong.

Boyfriend was a natural.  I was terrible.  I blame my tiny hands.  I have miserably tiny hands.  Like a 4 year old's hands.  I wish I was kidding.
I call him, "Big Hands"

 I'm telling you what, I'm really looking forward to years of sushi.  Actually, I think that what I'm really looking forward to is the occasional night off from cooking!
Philadelphia Roll - Smoked salmon, cream cheese & cucumber
We had quite the meal.  He was on a roll... get it?  On A Roll!  Get it?  
Seven rolls in total
Smoked salmon (right) and a jumbo roll (left)
Spicy salmon with carrot and cucumber
Another shot of the Philly roll
As you can imagine, we could not possibly eat seven rolls between the two of us.  Boyfriend had sushi for lunch the next day.  Happy problem.

1 comment:

  1. Oooh - fantastic! I need to get Steve on a sushi course.
    Those platters of sushi look wonderful!


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