Superman and some of our friends decided to make sushi last night, and, while the entire sushi process may have taken about eight hours (driving an hour -- in the rain -- to buy the supplies, cooking the rice, baking, etc....), it was WELL worth the wait -- and I have already decreed that my husband has to make it again. It was the BEST sushi I've ever eaten. I ate so much last night I was stealing it from my husband's plate!
Let the cooking begin!
I do know that my tiny kitchen barely contained the two chefs creating their masterpieces. Our friends were making a Philly roll, and we were eating a spicy snowball. They're the best!
My sweet husband and his work:
And the end result?