Camberville Cuisine

Last night, there was, again, sushi! Hyoun and I have been trying to introduce Adam to sushi for ages now (why yes, we do this with all our friends who haven’t been converted yet, I mean); last night, all three of us were free, so Melissa joined us and we headed over to Fugakyu.

The goods:

Sashimi: Tuna, salmon, yellowtail, mackerel, octopus, tamago (cooked egg)
Nigiri: tuna, salmon, yellowtail, squid, salmon roe, flying fish roe
Maki: dragon roll (fried sweet potato roll topped with eel, avocado, and eel sauce); rainbow roll (crab stick and shrimp roll with tobiko and spicy mayo, topped with alternating layers of tuna, salmon, yellowtail, and avocado); pineapple-fried sweet potato roll; plain and simple tuna roll; crab stick roll as a garnish.
Kinuta: I got tuna; Hyoun got salmon; each fish was bundled up with cucumber and avocado, wrapped in pickled daikon sliced into a roll shape.

Outcome: Adam loved all of it, so much that he wants to take his family there when they come to town. So we now have a new sushi partner in crime, hooray! :D

The night before that, there was my traditional order of a Fluffernutter and Nutfield and the world’s biggest plate of nachos at Sunset. My friends love beer. Some of them even brew their own. I hate beer, but I like my friends. So I get a classic Somerville sandwich and the root beer on tap, and I’m a happy camper. I still can’t believe the state senator for our district tried to ban Fluff from the schools last year. It’s been a locally-made product for almost 90 years, and it’s practically a rallying cry.

Fugakyu. 1280 Beacon Street, Brookline. 617.734.1268. Sunset. 130 Brighton Avenue, Allston. 617.254.1331.

Being sick in summer sucks. It’s finally gorgeous perfect high 60s low 70s temps out there, and I’m in here clawing at my throat because it just plain hurts. Lunch was chicken soup with several tablespoons of sriracha; dinner will likely be matzoh ball soup with another several tablespoons of sriracha. Mmm, the burning. (Am out of my usual sore throat cure of ramyun (Korea does its ramen right, with truckloads of spiciness), and do not even feel up to picking up the phone and getting some tom yum gai delivered from Tamarind House. But the hot spicy liquid really does help my throat feel better. Why is that, medical-type people?

At least the plague decided to wait until after Ross and Melissa’s birthday luau Saturday night. My contribution of two types of “tropical popcorn” had people buzzing over what spices I’d added (to the kettle corn, chili powder and cinnamon; to the buttered popcorn, adobo spice mix, cayenne, and a bit of Chinese fivespice). Also, there was haupia, which was a fairly popular dessert at family gatherings on my mom’s side, so I gobbled it up happily.

Tamarind House. 1790 Massachusetts Avenue, Cambridge. 617.491.9940. Hawaiian restaurant in Camberville, nonexistent. I may have to change that.