Growing up in a town of ~50,000 people in Montana was great for many reasons, food options certainly not being one of those. While back home there are many restaurants that I adore, when I visited places like New York City, Denver, or Seattle, my taste buds were ready for something new that I had never tried before.
I remember one trip that I took to see my older brother Tyler when he was living in Washington DC. I arrived and took a cab with him back to his apartment. It was fairly late, so I wasn’t sure what we would get to eat, but Tyler already had something in mind. He told me to just trust him as he ordered dinner for delivery. I was pretty tired from my travel, so I didn’t think much about what he had ordered. Little did I know that I was in for quite the treat.
When the food arrived, Tyler handed me a Styrofoam container. Inside there was a little plastic dish of soy sauce and three sliced cylindrical rolls. I had never seen sushi before, so I really didn’t know what to make of it. I was directed to pick up one piece of sushi, dip it in the soy sauce, and eat it. When I took a bite, I immediately knew that this was something that had been unnecessarily missing from my life for far too long. I took another bite, and another. By the end of the night, I had a new favorite food.
My hometown would eventually get a sushi restaurant, but moving down to Denver has allowed me access to a multitude of sushi that I simply wouldn’t have up in Montana. Though it is rather expensive, it is such a luxury to have my favorite food at my disposal.