Dinner, August 28

After five days of eating things like Pigs in A Blanket (small hot dogs baked in refrigerated biscuit dough - I really didn't know people acually ate that) and sausage sandwiches for breakfast, C came back from visiting a friend in Colorado and needed sushi.

So I surprised my self, even, and jetted down to DuPont after work. We went to his fave little sushi place on P Street, which he likes because the inside reminds him of Tokyo. And therefore, the sushi must be real, too. Anyhow, we ordered edamame for an appetizer and he had miso soup, and a reasonable array of sushi:

What's amazing enough for a blog post was the crispy shrimp roll. Now generally, I'm morally opposed to sushi with cream cheese or tempura in it, but this turned out to be a winner - perfectly crunchy and lightly fried on the top, and sweet and spicy underneath. Mmmm.

After dinner, we ventured out for a drink and an unplanned shisha at Gazuza, high above the busy streets of Washington. We sat on a couch, smoked the hookah, and had a few drinks. A perfectly healthy Tuesday night.