Visited my father in the hospital, hair cutting as one of my boy's hair so untidy and messy so was mine, shopping for ski stuff for tomorrow and big dinner at a sushi restaurant.
This sushi restaurant is good.
Sushi is supposed to be expensive.
Mainly because the sushi making skill is said to take years to be mastered.
They claim that the technique of sushi making is very difficult and need years to learn.
And those days, the master used to entertain the customers with personal attention that might have been a part of the cost.
The sushi materials were bought at fish market by the master himself every morning, that contributed to the high food price.
The one we went don't have those.
The restaurant we went equipped a long rotating bar that served so many people without keeping any personal attention.
The fish is supplied in mass distribution, so cheep.
So it's so nice.
All enjoyed, especially the one behind my wife who lost his heart with the food on the other side of him.
The right is my mother.
Her husband is in the hospital, dreaming of sushi.
Her left is my elder one who pretends not to have lost his heart with sushi just the very moment of photographing.
We are planning to go skiinig tomorrow.
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