The other night we made “sushi.” Not from rice and tuna and nori, but from little foil packets of powders of undisclosed origin that reacted in mysterious ways when mixed with water.
You can find an instructional video of “sushi”-making from a kit here.
Tastes like a bad imitation of grape, but pretty good visual doppelganger!
Fun for a tease, for a bit of sweet, for a breezy evening’s entertainment. Nothing like real sushi’s tantalizing, indescribable umami flavors, though.
Not yet two months into my new life in Fort Collins, I am happy to say that I am thankful that Joseph and I chose the real thing, the umami life. My new life here has bits of sweet, sour, salty, bitter and is most of all… delicious!
We chose the real thing — reaching for a life that will not always include a cat when we want him, but will always include the desire for one. As it will always include the desire for the deepest, delicious umami life — and a bit of breezy fun along the way.
*I hope you clicked the above for an interesting NPR segment on umami —
For a quicker definition that gives the above such sense, there is always Wikipedia: UMAMI: A loanword from the Japanese (うま味), umami can be translated “pleasant savory taste”.