Adventures in Sushi

Fridays are typically a day that, either out of laziness or some innate desire, I don’t pack a lunch for work. And it then means that I will have to inevitably order something.

I’m a big fan of LionMenus, an online ordering system for Penn State. For months you could count on me hitting up trusty Uncle Chen’s for something or other on any given Friday. But that changed when the delivery guy sorta went a little crazy. Apparently one time when delivering to the building I work at, he got his car towed. (I don’t see how that could possibly happen when making a 5 minute delivery… but I digress.) I guess he made up his mind he’d never walk into my building again after this. A few weeks later the same guy was delivering to me and apparently was trying to call me to tell me to come out into the parking lot to meet him.

Now, I would have done this, I’ve done it before for various delivery guys. But I didn’t happen to have my cell phone in my pocket at the time, and it vibrated noiselessly through his dozen calls. The delivery guy finally came inside and kinda let me have it, saying he called me a ton of times and he was never walking up here again… Now I suppose I’m just not too keen on ordering from those guys again. I’ve seen Waiting.

So today I hit up a new place, Fuji and Jade. I talked to a very close friend for some advice on what to order. You see, I was in the mood for some sushi. I think the first time I had sushi was in Pittsburgh in probably 2000. I was at a hibachi grill and somebody at the tabled ordered some, and I reluctantly tried it. Not bad. But since then I had only had sushi from the little take out trays at Panda Express, or the premade stuff you get at the grocery store. I never actually ordered a specific type. I was overwhelmed with options.

My friend lives in NYC and knows a thing or two about sushi. She recommended the Boston roll, which had lettuce and crab and other stuff in there. It was pretty awesome. And I also had a Philadelphia roll. (In case you are unaware, even though I didn’t grow up in the city of Philadelphia, I was raised on that side of the state, and am pretty much a fan of all things Philly. Would that carry over to sushi? Yes!) It was sushi with a bit of cream cheese in it! Crazy right? But it was pretty good. So who knows, this might become a new thing with me.