Late Night Sushi

I just came back home from my regular Friday late night dinner at a Japanese restaurant near my house called Oedo with my parents and their interesting friends. I have been going to this same restaurant since I was a toddler. Every Friday, we drive to Oedo around nine and stay there until about twelve. The late nights at Oedo can be described by my father being loud with his friends and tons of Japanese (and Taiwanese) food.

Picture Time!

According to the sushi chef, this wasabi is freshly ground. Unlike preserved wasabi that comes in plastic tubes, this is made right before it is dolloped next to sashimi. It looks really fluffy--I want to touch it! I remember how once when I was young, I thought it was green tea ice cream and took a big spoonful but learned that it was wasabi when I started tearing up..

This is simply fried chicken sprinkled with sesame seeds. The skin was crispy while the meat was kind of soft. I am not sure if this is authentic Japanese food but it was yummy!

I ordered a platter of Hana sushi and California Roll. "Hana" means flower, so the sushi is apparently supposed to look like a flower. Do you think it looks like one?

This is what I see almost every Friday night. A group of men singing and grooving to old Taiwanese and Japanese songs. My father happens to be the one in the spotlight here.

I always get a scoop green tea/ red bean ice cream before I leave. Doesn't the green tea part of the ice cream sort of look like the wasabi?
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These are a few snapshots from my Fridays at Oedo. Although the singing can be improved, I enjoy eating free food and laughing with friends and family.

(Sorry for the late post)

It is finally the weekend!





--Katie.