April 19, 2005
Michael (4) has mysteriously become a sushi eating machine. While we've known he has always liked fish, especially salmon, we never gave him raw fish as a kid due to the bacterial risk. Then, one day recently, while I was enjoying my sushi at dinner, he reached across, grabbed a hamachi nigiri and chowed it right down. He loved it and proceeded to eat the rest of my sushi.
Now, when we go to sushi, we have to order him his own. He takes the fish off the rice, eats the rice first like a chipper consuming a log, and then feeds the fish into his mouth in the same fashion. It's like watching the Japanese kid who always wins the hot dog eating contest decimate a pile of hot dogs. It's really a site to behold.
Then, this evening, he asked what the bright orange tobiko (flying fish roe) was. Michelle told him it was "sprinkles" and offered him some. He put a little in his mouth and realized he'd been tricked, "These aren't sprinkles." "Well," I replied, "they're fish sprinkles. Try biting them." He did, smiled, and asked for more. Strange kid.
For the record, he doesn't like wasabi. At all.Posted by Tony at April 19, 2005 10:51 PM | TrackBack