The adventure began in the cab ride while we were on our way to South Bay for the afternoon.
“I am craving for steamboat”, I quipped.
“Oh no, Raz… not steamboat. Not in summer. Maybe sushi?”
“Okay,” I pouted. “Sushi will do fine. But I know nothing about sushi in Hong Kong unless it’s prepacked at Park ‘n Shop”.
“There is this place at Causeway Bay, which is pretty good. I think it is called… Sushi First? First Sushi?”
I snorted. “A culinary offshoot of Fitness First?”
We quibbled more, and I fired up the mobile version of Open Rice to discover the place she was referring to was actually Sushi One, located at Leighton Road nearby my office.
Making reservation was a breeze, as long as it is before 8 p.m. Knowing how fashionably late we all can be, I made the reservation for a table of six on the dot.
