Never say never

I said I'd never do it, and then I went ahead and did it, and it didn't even really take much coaxing. I totally broke my own rule yesterday. I ate fish in a land-locked state. I'm in Denver on business right now, and I have had this little rule about not eating fish in a place that has no access to an ocean or other large body of water. Besides, land-locked areas like the midwest usually have great beef, and I always like to try the local specialties when I travel. Nevertheless, last night I went out for sushi with coworkers. And you know what? It was really good. I ate at a place called the Tom Tom Room. Apparently they fly their fish in every day from Japan. Based on the way it tasted, I believe them. The maguro (ahi tuna) and shake (salmon) were like butter. The whole meal was even better than some of the sushi joints I've been to in San Francisco, although so far nothing compares to Ozumo, in my opinion. (If you ever go there, request to be seated at the sushi bar in front of Kazu-San's station. Ask him to improvise something for you. You won't be disappointed.) I guess my streak of not eating fish in land-lubbing states has been broken, but I can't say that I'm going to start ordering fish all the time now. I still enjoy a good steak, and I'm still inherently skeptical of fish restaurants hundreds of miles away from water. Besides, even if they say their fish comes from a certain place, it might have gotten there in a very roundabout way:

Further evidence of the globalization of the industry comes from the fact that fish caught or raised in the U.S. -- like flounder and cod -- are shipped to China to be cut into fillets and then shipped back to U.S. markets. Anderson said it’s cheaper to do that than to have the work done here.