Forbidden Foods

As most people know, there are certain foods which are widely enjoyed at most times in one’s life except for that fateful nine months when you’re carrying a baby in your belly. Some of these forbidden foods are easily avoided, and some others, not so much. One such food that I have had an internal struggle over lately ever since that double pink line showed up is Sushi. I LOVE Sushi, I think that Sushi is one of the best foods ever created and my mouth is watering at this very instant just with the thought of Sushi on my mind.

John and I have a tradition… Well, more like a joint addiction. We are both Sushi addicts, although we are not just any kind, any time type of people. The Sushi must be exquisite and the ingredients must be oh so fresh. Come on now, they’re raw, so it’s not like I’d be willing to take a chance with expiration dates and the like. Anyway, back to tradition, there’s no good Sushi here in Albany… I hate to say it, but it’s true. So, John and I trek down to Tallahassee about once or twice a month for the sole purpose of gorging ourselves at THE BEST SUSHI PLACE EVER: Osaka Sushi.

It takes about an hour or so for us to get down there (we drive kinda, sort really fast), for all we can talk about on our way there is how much we can’t wait to be sitting at our table and ordering our Green Monster’s and Crunchy Dragon’s; and that Ginger Salad, heavenly. We always order through the same Sushi Man, Andre, for he is by far the master of Sushi Creations (I have bestowed that title on him officially). Andre makes us gigantic rolls, stuffed full of Spicy Tuna, Shrimp Tempura, Avocado, Cream Cheese and many other divinely beautiful ingredients. The Spicy Tuna is amazing, and is on my list of forbidden foods… I kind of feel like crying right now, it almost seems that I should mourn the passing of my Spicy Tuna eating days, for they have departed from this life for at least the next six months.

Even with these restrictions, John and I decided to treat ourselves tonight to a taste of heaven, so we will be heading down towards the wonders of Andre’s creations after we go to the gym and sufficiently starve ourselves for the remainder of the day—If you’re gonna do it, you gotta do it right and go in famished. I have resigned to the fact that my Sushi eating experience may not be exactly as I love and remembered it, for it shall be minus my beloved Spicy Tuna, but I have utmost faith in Andre’s compositional abilities to maybe spice up some Cooked Crab (tear).

Regardless of if I’m sacrificing my Tuna eating abilities or not, I’m sure that the trip will be perfect and the conversation will be about the mouth watering rolls we cannot wait to devour. It will be a perfect ending to an absolutely wonderful weekend spent lounging around the house with John. Such gorgeous weather has provided ample opportunity for us to walk the kids and discuss our plan of attack for this upcoming Tallahassee trip. With that said, I’m off to change for the gym and begin my full fledged count down to the five o’clock mark when we’re headed out the door to the restaurant that dreams are made of.