I was a couple of months away from turning 10 when me and my mom moved to Vancouver. My aunt lived (and still lives) near the heart of Metrotown, a five-minute walk from Metropolis mall. We often visited her and went shopping, ending each of our joyful trips by stuffing ourselves at a fast-food restaurant. The one I remember most fondly is Sushi Garden across from the mall.
The tiny place is stacked with dark polished tables, hung with paintings of Japanese geisha and always, always crowded. When I eat there, I feel like I'm part of a huge family, all laughing and sharing stories. Small children, adults, teenagers, the elderly.. All kinds of people have crammed themselves into this small place caught between large stores, all seeking the same thing - delicious food and good company.

To me, Sushi Garden isn't just a place that can roll up a rice slab with cucumber, avocado, daikon sprouts, negi and soft shell crab, and call it a Spider Roll. It's so much more. It's a place where family, friends, and strangers gather around for some good food and a friendly smile.
What am I listening to: You're The Best In My Life (Lee Hyun)
What am I thinking of: why are the lyrics so goddamn tear jerking?
What I should be doing: homework. tomorrow.
What I want to do: stop crying >_<
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