The Perpetual Three-Dot Column
The Perpetual Three-Dot Column
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by Jesse Walker

Monday, November 27, 2006
FISH STORIES:
And in Sapporo on the island of Hokkaido, I've been served fish alive. The fish is like a small tuna with firm flesh. After cutting a thin fillet off the fish, the chef puts it back in the tank. It was a little difficult for me to eat while the fish was staring back at me from the tank. It didn't die. Perhaps this would be too disconcerting to a sensitive person. But thinking about it, I came to realize that for a person who really loves fresh fish, the assurance of such absolute freshness strikes a sensible note and adds a certain pleasure to dining.
(Jean-Pierre Rampal, foreword to
The Book of Sushi, 1981)


posted by Jesse 2:47 PM
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