I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Looks like some sushi in restaurants in Virginia had an outbreak of salmonella from their spicy tuna rolls. That makes me sad! I love sushi! I don’t want to have to worry about salmonella!
Actually, in Hawaii, my parents always taught me to go to a really reputable sushi restaurant rather than the smaller ones that cater to the younger crowd. There are no sake-bombs at the bar, but you’ll be less likely to be put in the hospital from bad fish.
We go to Kabuki, a Japanese restaurant in Pearl City (on the island of O’ahu) where my parents know the sushi chefs. They were trained in Japan for many years (as opposed to some sushi chefs now who are trained only a few months or even a few weeks). They personally pick the fish and it’s always fresh enough to almost jump off your plate.
Because of Kabuki, I’m a bit spoiled when it comes to sushi, I admit. :)
Anyway, don’t let the salmonella scare you off sushi. Just make sure if you do go, go to a really reputable restaurant. And it usually has a lot of Asian men speaking Japanese at the sushi counter. :)
Actually, in Hawaii, my parents always taught me to go to a really reputable sushi restaurant rather than the smaller ones that cater to the younger crowd. There are no sake-bombs at the bar, but you’ll be less likely to be put in the hospital from bad fish.
We go to Kabuki, a Japanese restaurant in Pearl City (on the island of O’ahu) where my parents know the sushi chefs. They were trained in Japan for many years (as opposed to some sushi chefs now who are trained only a few months or even a few weeks). They personally pick the fish and it’s always fresh enough to almost jump off your plate.
Because of Kabuki, I’m a bit spoiled when it comes to sushi, I admit. :)
Anyway, don’t let the salmonella scare you off sushi. Just make sure if you do go, go to a really reputable restaurant. And it usually has a lot of Asian men speaking Japanese at the sushi counter. :)
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