ML showing how to roll the sushi.
It was a fine summer day 1-2 years ago that I tried sushi for the very first time in my life. I was convinced that I would love it. Why wouldn’t I, when I loved anything else Japan-related? I pushed away the horrible memories of earlier experiences with raw seafood (you’d be surprised at how weird Asians are), and deliberated for a very long time whether or not I would have the guts to chomp down some raw salmon wrapped in sticky rice. The sushi was trapped between my chopsticks for quite some time before I finally managed to take a bite and chew — and had to hurry to find somewhere to spit it out.
I can’t eat sushi, the consistency of the raw fish makes my stomach roll and churn, and always threatens to force my body to throw up my tummy contents. Not a pleasant feeling, and definitely not a pleasant sight. Sigh.
The misshaped sushi.
Phuc and I also went out for a late movie at the local cinema last night. We watched The Proposal, which surpassed all my expectations! It’s no usual chick-flick, actually, I wouldn’t say it’s a chick-flick at all; it’s perfect for both genders with its genuine humor and small moments of compassion! It’s hilarious, but not in the brainless way, and I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it! The trailer does it no justice at all. I wholeheartedly recommend it!
Cales composed a beautiful song for my birthday (yes, he’s a pianist). I jokingly suggested the idea half a year ago or so, but I didn’t really think he’d actually do it. He was home for the weekend and I had him play it for me when I went down yesterday to pay him and Katrina a visit. Wish I hadn’t been too entranced by it, I would have gotten my phone out to record it and let you all hear!
Watching: Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood ep. 16