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entitled

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i forgot to tell this story the other day. i deserve a spanking. (From YOU, yes you, i know you're out there, i can hear you breathing, and the crop needs another coat of that certain substance.)

A friend of mine went out to eat lunch the other day. He works in a fairly small Arkansas town. Choices of burgers, chinese, or gas station food. Appetizing.

Anyway, the gas station has this little restaurant/cafe type thing in it. He decides to give it a try. So he walks into the gas station, notes the overpriced snacks and drinks, redneck girl attendant (missing teeth and all), and figures it would be best to ignore that part and go right on over to the restaurant section.

He gets to looking. They've got all sorts of gas station food. Fried chicken. Fried burritos. Fried pies. Hot dogs. Hamburgers. Sushi.

Yep.

Sushi. In a small town Arkansas gas station.

Call it whatever you like, but he decides that sushi sounded like the most edible item on the menu. He orders and gets his drink and such, and eventually this little wrinkled chinese grandpa-type guy in a white t-shirt and a John Deere trucker hat brings out his plate of sushi.

And it was good.
 
SEVERUSMAX said:
Not a fan of sushi, but I LOVE to spank women. :D
Wrong you. :D

The you i was referring to went to eat sushi at the gas station again today.
 
I am most definitely NOT a sushi fan.

But, in Destin, FL, there is a restaurant called Harbor Docks, that has a sushi bar. And they have a variation on sushi called a 'Cowboy Roll'.

Remove raw fish, add in steak.

OMFG, was that good. I miss Destin.
 
entitled said:
Wrong you. :D

The you i was referring to went to eat sushi at the gas station again today.

I know, but the word "spanking" got my attention. :D Hope the sushi was good (if any sushi is).
 
that's even weirder than walking into a chinese buffet place and finding good buffalo wings. yes, this happened to me. yes, owned & operated by actual chinese folks.

ed
 
I love Sushi, eat it as often as I can! Wait...sushi that's the raw fish and rice with ginger and wasabi...yeah that stuff is great too!
 
Good sushi is absolute king. Oral orgasms.

Bad sushi's terrible, but I'll still eat it. I just use more wasabi.
 
dr_mabeuse said:
Good sushi is absolute king. Oral orgasms.

Bad sushi's terrible, but I'll still eat it. I just use more wasabi.
There is a Dominic's store in Willowbrook that has great Sushi, made fresh every hour on the hour...
 
dr_mabeuse said:
Good sushi is absolute king. Oral orgasms.

Bad sushi's terrible, but I'll still eat it. I just use more wasabi.

The pickled ginger is what does it for me.
 
I would be afraid to eat sushi in a gas station in Arkansas. Or even a high priced restaurant in Arkansas.
 
There was a german hofbrau in an old neighborhood, that had chow mein in their buffet. Chinese owner made it for his own dinner.
 
silverwhisper said:
that's even weirder than walking into a chinese buffet place and finding good buffalo wings. yes, this happened to me. yes, owned & operated by actual chinese folks.

ed
Buffalo wings= hot, sweet, and sour= seschuan barbeque- simple, really!
 
stella: i don't know about you, but i don't expect people who have limited exposure to a dish to make it partciularly well. IMX, the food at chinese buffet places tends to focus on quantity, not quality. however, perhaps you've had better luck w/ chinese buffet places than i have?

hang on: they're sweet where you are? hm. i don't believe i've encountered a buffalo wing i'd describe as sweet before.

ed
 
there is a place by me called of all things 'wings' they boast that they have over 100 flavors of buffalo wings. was only there once and made the mistake of having the hot and spicy wings first, couldn't taste the rest of them the whole night.
 
entitled said:
i forgot to tell this story the other day. i deserve a spanking. (From YOU, yes you, i know you're out there, i can hear you breathing, and the crop needs another coat of that certain substance.)

A friend of mine went out to eat lunch the other day. He works in a fairly small Arkansas town. Choices of burgers, chinese, or gas station food. Appetizing.

Anyway, the gas station has this little restaurant/cafe type thing in it. He decides to give it a try. So he walks into the gas station, notes the overpriced snacks and drinks, redneck girl attendant (missing teeth and all), and figures it would be best to ignore that part and go right on over to the restaurant section.

He gets to looking. They've got all sorts of gas station food. Fried chicken. Fried burritos. Fried pies. Hot dogs. Hamburgers. Sushi.

Yep.

Sushi. In a small town Arkansas gas station.

Call it whatever you like, but he decides that sushi sounded like the most edible item on the menu. He orders and gets his drink and such, and eventually this little wrinkled chinese grandpa-type guy in a white t-shirt and a John Deere trucker hat brings out his plate of sushi.

And it was good.

Was it true sushi, or what we call a "California roll?"
 
bholderman said:
Was it true sushi, or what we call a "California roll?"
How am i supposed to know?

He just told me the story. i wasn't there.
 
If there was fish in it, its sushi. No fish = California roll (No, I don't know where the term came from).
 
California Roll is an American variation on a maki roll.

It usually contains imitation crab meat in it, instead of the traditional fish. California rolls are also served rice out in the Urumaki style, whereas most maki rolls are served with the nori/seaweed out.
 
entitled said:
How am i supposed to know?

He just told me the story. i wasn't there.

It must inspire a story, 'cause I just love the title: Truck Stop Sushi
 
I was at the bi-weekly Sunday Dinner at my grandparents' place last weekend. Now, I've always known them as the old skool kinda people. You know, coffee and bisquits, steak, peas and taters, stories about the good old days, whining about kids these days, the whole enchilada.

Now, imagine my surprise when the dinner table is set with a pretty damn impressive sushi buffet, complete with all the fancy china and eating sticks, sake, miso, tea, you name it.

Grandpa was handling sticks like he's done nothing else, and grandma was instructing my mother: "No no dear, you mix a little of the wasabi - yes, the green stuff - into the soy."

I have no idea where all that came from.
 
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