Missing My Sushi
I am enjoying a lovely couple of weeks in a small coastal town in British Columbia. I am lodged in a gorgeous home in the woods, surrounded by birds and raccoons and tall tall trees. When the wind blows it rattles the window panes. When the rain pelts down it taps on the skylight. What a piece of autumn heaven.BUT
I am missing certain things about my city home. Namely, I miss being able to walk out my front door and turn right and find a lovely fruit shop and a bistro. Here I have to get in the car if I want to go anywhere. It's a trade off for the solitude I know, but I don't know if it is one I would commit to permanently.
I miss my sushi. Vancouver has such a variety of wonderful ethnic restaurants and my California roll is very rarely more than $2.50. Here there is one sushi bar (which is great), but the California roll is $6.00. Nothing is cheap up here because it all comes by ferry.
I have had some lovely evenings in the house with friends and a giant vegetarian dinner, and that is great, but either way you look at it, there is something to always miss in the city.
Best of both worlds is what I have right now, and I intend to keep it that way.

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