But no worries, my adorable assortment of Nigiri was actually pretty good. Sure the ebi and tomago are cooked, which is kind of cheating, but even the totally raw salmon, tuna, and red snapper pieces were clearly cut better than the crap at Sushi Boy, and the very time-sensitive squid didn’t have much of the left-out-too-long aftertaste that tastes like New York City’s Chinatown smells. Even the crab mixed with the much-despised mayo wasn’t half as bad as my hatred for mayo.
Prefer to filet your own fish? The grocery store section sells fresh sushi-grade fish instead of steak, and you don’t have to look far for a slab of frozen eel and a small tray of shrimp, cut and cleaned for the sole purpose of sitting atop a ball of sushi rice, which you can get in aisle two. Typical for all Asian markets, there’s an entire aisle dedicated to sauce, and half of it is soy. There’s light, there’s regular, and there’s even dark and darker. Maybe you’ll can find some decent wasabi paste in the mix too. And don’t forget to scoop up a couple packs of frozen edamame. Picky about brands? No worries, I’m sure you’ll find one amongst the ten they sell.
I wouldn’t go to Marukai just for the sushi, but I wouldn’t hesitate to pick some up on my way out either. If you’re a go gourmet or go home kind of girl, I recommend you stay away from Asian supermarkets altogether, but if you’re a go-for-it and get-it-to-go kind of girl, this is a great way to run stock your fridge and fill your belly all in one place.
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