turning japanese

There is a small nondescript hole-in-the-wall near where I live that serves arguably the best and freshest sushi you can find, dare I say, in Eastern Ontario.  I love going to this Japanese restaurant with friends and family, but the best time I have is when I am alone with a good book.  Just me and never-ending sashimi, sushi and maki, not wasting precious moments with chitchat.  That's my happy place right there.

I LOVE Japanese food.  My parents had me eating raw tuna and salmon with overpowering wasabi at a tender young age.  Growing up, every Japanese restaurant we ate at always had that Zen-like atmosphere, and I've carried that feeling with me to this day every time I have a bite of sushi. 

It was therefore a delight to receive a request from my friend Janet to do a sushi-themed cake for her daughter's birthday get together.

Everything here is edible, including the chopsticks, soy sauce bowl 
and Kate's name, all made with marshmallow fondant.
Underneath the marble looking slab, lined with wood
is dark chocolate cake with dark chocolate ganache filling.

Every rice grain,  all cucumber and crab cuts were individually shaped,
all made of marshmallow fondant

I hope you find a little time for yourself this week to find your own happy place and enjoy a good meal.

Arigatou gozaimasu!


Bebsy