Father's Day California Rolls

When Mr. Brown Eyes and I first got married, going out to eat was a major chore. We would spend hours just trying to decide where we wanted to go. Sometimes, the decision was so impossible to make, we just ended up staying home.

That was before Mr. Brown Eyes was introduced to sushi. And before we discovered some amazing conveyor belt sushi restaurants not far from where we live.

Now Mr. Brown Eyes is very predictable when it comes to eating out. He wants sushi every time.

Which at least makes the decision of where to go out to eat a whole lot easier.

Because I love his stinking guts, I made Mr. Brown Eyes (well, and me) this pan of scrumptious little beauties for Father's Day dinner:

 

Not authentic sushi, of course, but still delicious.

 

And this was the first time I made California Rolls (almost) entirely by myself, so I was pretty proud.

 

Happy Father's Day, Mr. Brown Eyes. I love you (and your love of sushi).

 

California Roll Queen,

The Brown-Eyed Girl