Sushi Making at Suzu

11 Nov

A few months ago I saw a deal on one of the discount sites, and in the spirit of living in the moment and treating each day like its your last, I decided to buy a sushi making course.


When my Grandfather died on Sunday, I wanted to do nothing more than cancel it till further notice, curl up in my bed and delete the daylight. I think that’s expected when you lose someone close to you, so I closed the doors to the world apart from loved ones, boyfriend and housemate, and licked the emotional wounds.

You might not believe in signs, so on this occasion I will ignore you and plough on with my story. My Grandmother had handed me a pile of papers that she thought I might like to have, and I had stuffed them in my handbag, too sad to read them. But late last week I pulled out the envelope and flicked through the papers. One thing was a small promotional book about sushi made by a Japanese beer company, and in it was the different types of sushi and which beer went well. As I read, a small, folded piece of paper fluttered out the back from where it had been hidden, and landed on my lap.

I unfolded the paper, and there was a note from my Granddad in his jagged scrawl. Scribbled across this ripped page I read Japanese words plus their English translations; words and phrases designed to show politeness in another language.

That was my Granddad all over. We used to go to the Italian restaurant in my home town and he would speak to the waitresses in Italian. They were all born and bred in the UK and didn’t have a clue what he was saying, but he would attempt all the same. I had to keep the class. I felt like it was his way of telling me to pull my socks up and get on with my life. After all, I’m still living mine.

The class was amazing. Two and a half hours of being taught how to make sushi (accompanied by us scoffing our creations) and sipping plum wine. We got taught California rolls, hokosaki and nigiri, as well as getting a cookery book and a roll mat to take home with us.

If you are based in London and fancy checking it out, click here.

What have you done a little differently recently?


4 Responses to “Sushi Making at Suzu”

  1. Twindaddy November 11, 2013 at 10:44 pm #

    Glad you got out and had a good time. It can’t be easy right now.

  2. prenin November 11, 2013 at 11:16 pm #

    Sushi – the fastest way to get intestinal worms! LoL!!! 🙂

    I don’t eat any kind of meat raw – what smoked mackerel does to me isn’t pleasant!!! LoL!!! 🙂

    Sounds like you had a great time though and all education is useful! 🙂

    Looks like your granddad gave you a valuable gift! 🙂

    Love and squishy hugs!


  3. pithypants November 12, 2013 at 12:49 am #

    Awesome. EATING sushi made my 40×40 list, but maybe MAKING it is the way to go. Sounds like an amazing experience and a wonderful way to celebrate your grandfather.

  4. Go Jules Go November 13, 2013 at 3:18 pm #

    First of all, I’m so sorry about your grandfather. I completely believe in signs, too, and definitely think that was one!

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