“Hey, welcome!”
The cheerful greeting signals the start of my day.
It’s a morning ritual that hasn’t changed since I began this path more than half a century ago.
I navigate the bustling chaos of the Toyosu fish market, find the best fish of the day, prepare the rice, and craft each perfect piece of sushi.
My entire life is encapsulated in these small, masterful creations.
The single word “delicious” from a customer’s lips was once the greatest reward I could ever hope for.
Lately, though, that word feels hollow.
