And making a mess of it
April 17, 2003while rolling sushi last night, i dipped my finger in the vinegar water, traced the edge of the nori and suddenly felt like i was making lumpia with mom. i remembered the big plastic bowl from where i’d spoon out the pork, shrimp, vegetable mixture; pulling the eggroll wrappers apart slowly and carefully so i wouldn’t tear them; the sound of the bubbling oil and the thrill of getting to try the first one, fresh from the pan, still sizzling on the paper towel.