Punch it, Los Angeles!!!
Guess what? I’m finally in Los Angeles. And guess who came along with me? Jeffrey Andrew Keith Fayle. Yep, that’s right. Believe it. Jeff doesn’t start his new job for another week, so he decided to squeeze a SoCal trip in. Also, it’s mostly because I think he knew I’d be inconsolable + despondent facing the reality of brown, smoggy Los Angeles alone. Codependent much????
Eew. Flat + brown.
My mom + dad came to pick us up at LAX which is always a joy to see their faces after a long trip. The weather would be considered warm by Canadian standards, but my mom was wearing a mohair sweater.
For dinner we decided to take our chances at Sushi Gen in my Little Tokyo neighborhood. I’ve been there a couple of times, but haven’t been back in a long time even though they are located right next to my condo due to their long waits. My dad has been dying to eat here for ages, being the foodie that he is. They are considered one of the best sushi restaurants in Los Angeles. Luckily, we arrived early enough + we were seated right away in a booth! Score!!!! 
My mom + I got the Chirashi Deluxe. Chirashi is something you get at a sushi restaurant when you’re too tired to pick out what you want because it’s a smorgasbord of sashimi on top of a bed of rice. It was the best sushi we’ve all ever had!!!! Look at how gorgeous! Fresh! 
At the end of dinner my parents punched it. In Nishino family translation that means, “I do say, that dinner was a culinary masterpiece!!!” They’re so hilarious, so I made them pose for my dad’s signature gesture. A really nice way to be welcomed home. http://www.sushigenla.com/
how's it going, eh? 