Japanese is one of my all time favourite cuisines – I crave the thought of picked octopus, chilled sashimi and especially love a gyoza or anything torodito. So when one of my girlfriends, Emma, suggested a double date with our hubbies at Sushia on a Saturday night, I jumped at the chance. Funnily enough, Emma and her hubby Brigg first introduced Dave and I to ‘non-sushi’ Japanese about seven years ago with a visit to Halu on Oxford Street so we were looking forward to a comparably delicious meal.
