We make sushi... eventually.

*Note: this blog is actually from forever ago, but i didn't get access to the pictures until today.

So i woke up this morning to my dad shouting, "Popou's waiting for you to take him out to breakfast!" and i was like, "Yeah, at ten, it's 9:30." and he's like, "Yeah." Because if you take my grandpa out you'd better be ready half an hour in advance. Anyway that happened and then my mom went crazy and compiled a list of tasks for me to do, which took until like now. Eventually i made it over to Em's house where she, her sister L, and I made stuff. Here's Em in purple as usual.

So when I texted Quaz asking what we were making tonight the answer was: the ultimate sandwich with fries! and milkshakes! That is not however what we ended up making. So my doorbell rings and there is Quaz with a homemade Heffa-what AND a lemon slice! This is why we are friends. So after much debate and discussion it was decided that in honor (and complete, sensitive solidarity) of what is going on in Japan right now we would make sushi! And so the fun begins!

Do you realize Japan's about to explode? Because it is, which is terrible. This was the topic of conversation my mom chose to go with when she got home from work, and i was like, "did i do everything you wanted?" And she's like, "Lauren, let's talk about Japan." Anyway it sucks, and i'm sad about it, so we decided to do a blog in humility to Japan.

So Em was like, "What's Japanese? Saki bombs?" and L was like, "Yeah, and sushi." and a blog was born. So we go shopping for ingredients, and i swear it was like we were buying a house. No one wanted to make a decision/knew what to do. We were at the liquor store (L had to wait in the car(I was the getaway driver)) and i was like, "Okay we need Sapporo" and Em was like: "What's that?"


Then we got that and started looking for Sake and the liquor store guy who knew everything about sake (but really nothing) tried to talk to us for an hour, but then i saw this sake called Fuk-i, and was like, "that's it." So then Em was like, "Why do we need the beer?" and i was like, "For the saki bomb." and she was like, "Yeah, what is that?" and i was like: "THIS WAS YOUR IDEA!"

I think it was called Fu-ki and Quaz was pretty amazing at getting out of the what could have been an hour long conversation about saki with the guy in the liquor store. He started telling a story and Quaz goes "This one looks good" and so ended the conversation (it was called Fu-ki, duh. Also not the cheapest, but not the most expensive either... decision made). Nice. So then we needed to get something to eat just in case the sushi was not filling enough for 3 people or in case it didn't come out right(back up food; I've learned the hard way this is always a good idea). So the obvious choice was the new japanese restaurant in town. But after one look at their ridiculously priced menu we opted for a pizza instead. Which was also a 20 min discussion that ended in one small plain pizza (that's because you wanted eggplant, tomato and olives on your pizza. Eughh). Side note, I thought saki bomb simply meant a shot of saki. Also I got reprimanded for recommending carrots for the sushi which apparently is wrong... unless they are pickled... So with ingredients for sushi, ingredients for saki bombs and a small cheese pizza, we headed home.

Where we immediately chow down on pizza. I swear to god i wasn't hungry until Em got in the car with that pie, then i instantly was about to eat my hand.


Also we watch the video from the grammy's of Ce Lo Green and Gweneth Paltrow, because Em was like, "I can't remember if i dreamed this video of a giant disco ball with peacock feathers dancing with muppets and Gweneth Paltrow, or if that actually happened." Turns out, it did. So now it's SBT: Saki Bomb Time!!! At this point i set up the shots, then go to the bathroom, and when i come back her parent's are home and she's sitting by herself in front of two bombs... priceless (a usual night for them, now that I'm at college).

Nothing like having your parents walk in on you sitting at the kitchen table with a beer, a six pack of other beer, a bottle of saki, 2 saki bombs locked and loaded and your 19 year old sister standing in front of you with a camera (I'm 18 you asshole). The best part though was explaining what we were about to do and then hearing my dad re-explain it to my other sister on the phone. And so we saki-bombed! or rather I accidentally knocked my shot into my glass:


and Quaz made fun of me and then after she did her's correctly we apparently raced to finish them, which I didn't know so I had about half of mine and then Quaz finished her's and starred at me in disbelief. And so we had to saki-bomb again, this time correctly.


So we, and by we I mean Quaz counted down from 3 in japanese (how she knows Japanese, I have no idea) and then slam our fists on the table and chug our saki bombs, I of course have to pause and celebrate by laughing to myself after the saki bomb actually works and Quaz gets a head start on the saki bomb (What actually happened was i smoked Em yet again, and then she finished hers like an hour later but somehow still had an untouched half shot of sake in it. How she did this, i have no idea).


And then just for research purposes we try a shot of the saki alone (Gross), just to see what it tastes like.... result: saki bombs are better.

So finally we make sushi, which takes about two seconds. Here's L to tell you about it in teal:

I've taken over blogging because the other two have gotten too distracted by the Top Chef finale (apparently not finale) to type. This font is hard to read. Especially after 2 sake bombs, one homemade beer, one saki shot and half another beer. We had already made the sushi rice, which was normal rice plus some rice wine vinegar (Though it should have really been 'sushi rice' which is a short grained variety, but bagged uncle ben's worked just fine, thanks).


Then all you need is avocado, cucumber, canned crab, nori (that green seaweed stuff) and one of those bamboo roll-up thingies. So we may have gotten most of the things we needed out of a homemade (store-bought) sushi box, but that's besides the point.

So, in our support for Japan, we decided to go with traditional California rolls (there must be some connection between earthquakes and sushi). First Quaz rolled rice out onto the seaweed, then I cut the avocado and cucumber (which is a big step up from my usual cooking contribution... standing in the kitchen).


Our next step was, logically, to put salt and pepper on all the ingredients individually and eat about half of our supply (for future reference, salt and pepper on avocado, cucumber and/or rice- all delicious).True story. But this step isn't really in the recipe. It is now.

After that the rest is pretty self explanatory- cover seaweed with layer of rice, pile avocado, crab meat and cucumbers in the middle, roll it up:



and, if you have time, cut the role into slices before shoving in your mouth. That last part is key. The End.