I am experiencing a deep feeling of satisfaction right now. I finally dined at Tojo's, as one of the final meals I will have with my co-workers from Lattimer Gallery before the trip. I have really wanted to eat at this Vancouver institution for over three years, but have never found an excuse to shell out $25 per uramaki. Tojo did, however, invent the California roll! We went all-out and ordered the omakase tonight, or chef's menu, which included: tuna tataki with ponzu, various rolls, octopus salad, seared coho with Spring vegetables, a rustic stewed bluefin dish and Tojo's signature suntan tuna. It was outstanding. As ridiculous and frivolous as it sounds, I now feel like I can die a happy man.
Actually...I do still want to have kids and climb Mount Kilimanjaro, so it is more appropriate for me to say that I can now die a moderately content man. We missed Kate at Tojo's, but she was attending a farewell dinner of her own.
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