It’s Saturday night in my new urban city of residence and what do we do? We head to Grandma’s house for dinner. Part of the reason we moved to Vancouver was to be closer to family – well, my side of the family as we are now much further from Emile’s side. So, I thought having dinner with Grandma would be a good idea. She’s older now, and uses her walker quite a bit. She also has lupus and that can cause good and bad days. So, to avoid dragging her out and about on what could be a bad day, I said we’d bring dinner.
What would be a good take out meal? I did actually spend a bit of time thinking this through. Seriously, I am in the Western sushi capital of the world and I am married to the sushi captain himself. Why would I bring something else?
My grandma is proud that she “likes everything except dill”, so I thought she must like sushi. But I checked in to confirm. She said “I’ve never had sushi. There is something about raw fish that puts me off. But I’ll try if you think I should.” Of course, I think she should!
So, sushi it is. We determined that we should take a variety of items for taste tasting, and of course, we had to take the non-seafood items for me. Yes, I was raised in BC and I don’t like seafood or fish. Get over it.
Emile spent some time with the menu and I put the order in. We stopped to pick up dinner and it wasn’t quite ready yet. We waited a couple of minutes and soon an 18″ platter and a large plastic bag was handed to us. With 6 sets of chopsticks and multiple packs of soy sauce provided, I came to the realization that perhaps the amount of food we ordered was above average for 3 people (and only 2 eating the real sushi).
We burst into Grandma’s place and started up the chaos. She tried some of everything – Tuna, Salmon, BC, Cucumber, Crunch, Dynamite, Hot Night, Teriyaki Chicken and California Rolls; edamame; tempura veggies; Agedashi tofu; and miso soup.
And you know what? Grandma likes sushi – even the raw fish. In fact, she wants to do sushi night again (despite having to put up with her “miserable grandchildren’s company”).
We rolled out with the leftovers – like there wasn’t going to be any – and left her licking her lips considering tomorrow’s lunch care package.
September 22nd, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: Even if the thought of raw fish turns your stomach, try it. You might hate it (me), you might like it (grandma), but at least you know. And knowing is important.