I will never turn down an opportunity to eat good sushi. One last night in Victoria, and I knew exactly what I wanted. And even better than that, I found exactly what I wanted right on the edge of Chinatown.
If I didn’t think it was so silly to say that something was fated to happen, I’d have to say that I was meant to walk into Tamami Sushi on 14 May.
It might have been closing night, but the sushi was so, so good. Tamami is a really cute place, with a dedicated chop stick wall for the regulars to store their favorite pair. It’s a shame that such a sweet, neighborhood place is shutting down, but I’m glad that I could stop by, if only once.
And now I’m less than a week before final exams, and properly swamped. Despite writing nine pages of a paper due next Monday, Wednesday of next week (the day of my last exam) seems awfully far away.
Deep breath in…