Thursday, May 7, 2009

Ode to the musubi

Somewhere in Hawaii, you’ve just gassed up the car at the convenience store and now your own stomach needs fuel. Pepperoni stick? Ritz and peanut butter? Cornchips? No way, Brah, this is a no-brainer. You wrap your fist lovingly around a nice fat musubi (rhymes with “gotta be”) a soft cylinder of lightly rice vinegared sushi rice topped with a slender slice of fried Spam, wrapped in a delicate sheathing of nori (seaweed) and often sprinkled with a whisper of furikake (ground sesame and other stuff).

Don’t forget to take the plastic wrap off first! You’re out maybe a buck-fifty, a pittance to enjoy one of the pillars of Hawaiian cuisine. Musubi na ka oi! Hail musubi!