Saturday, June 15, 2024

Toro

Sophia,
I wish I knew you better. I wish I knew, for example, if you like sushi. I suspect you haven’t been exposed to sushi in Lynchburg. At least not at a proper venue. Morey, Percy, whatever, she liked salmon sushi when she was younger. But I have no idea if her palate ever expanded. I would love to introduce you to sushi — proper sushi. Nowadays, seemingly any rolled food can be called sushi, which is absurd. And all these crazy rolls, with cream cheese and vegetables, are just imposters.

I’d love to show you.

Anyway, I’m reminded because last night I had toro. It’s a rare treat. It’s the fatty part of the bluefish tuna belly. Tuna sushi is easy to find. But the bluefin fatty belly is very rare and expensive. I’ve only seen it on the menu a few times. I know the expression, “melts in your mouth” is overused. But toro really does melt. It’s wonderful.

I’m still working in Africa. But I got a small break and I’m spending a few nights in nice hotel with a proper sushi restaurant.

I wonder what you’re doing this summer. I’d love to see you.

Thinking of you always,
Dad