I THOUGHT I hated sushi for so many years.  Oh, how I missed out!  My husband, a long-time sushi lover, would drag me to various sushi restaurants in Houston.  I worked very hard to find something on the menu that was NOT sushi.  I don't even remember why I didn't like it.  How ridiculous is that?
     One Saturday morning in Houston, with its many sushi offerings,  I woke up and decided to give sushi a chance.  It was a slow-blooming romance between us.  We began as friends, with the occasional bite here and there of a rather bland California Roll.  Then friends with benefits, as I munched my way through an entire Spicy Tuna Roll.  Lastly, a full blown knock-your-socks-off love affair as I devoured Dragon Rolls and Spider Rolls!
     When we moved to Austin, we devoted many a Saturday lunch-time to exploring new restaurants with sushi.  Our agreement on loving this dish led to many miles traveled and tanks of gasoline burned.  It was worth it all!
     Now Uruguay... hmmm.  We're still searching for the perfect sushi, but we've found some decent offerings here and there.  The very best, however, has begun to originate from our own kitchen with my husband as Sushi Chef Master.  All those trips to restaurants seem to have made him a sushi expert.
     We've hosted a few Sushi Saturday dinner parties for friends lonely for some rolled up deliciousness.  By the way - I feel like I'm cheating on my first love, SUSHI, but I now I even like sashimi!