Sketching food and dining for one

Last week, I took my sister-in-law to a Japanese resto which had a revolving sushi bar.  I didn’t know she’s never seen one so she went nuts when she saw the colorful dishes going around on the carousel.  She was thrilled when we were assigned a table right by it and pretty much poked everything within her reach (the plates were covered, of course)

This reminded me of a sketch of a revolving sushi bar hastily made when I was traveling alone in Tokyo.  On one of those dark, almost-winter days,  I found myself in a quiet alley and entered a random sushi shop while the chef was watching a grainy rerun of a dubbed Miami Vice (or was it Fantasy Island?) on an old TV set.

Dining alone once again, I fished out my pen, my travel journal and began to draw food.

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