I know sushi is cool and hugely popular nowadays, but I’ve never really been a fan.
I mean, I can enjoy a good California roll as much as the next person, but a miniature rice football with some uncooked fish carcass on top? Ew.
Nevertheless, I found myself being absolutely inspired – like goose-bump inducing, I-ought-to-get-off-my-butt-immediately-and-do-something-productive inspired – by a film about this odd little food.
Of course, the movie is not really about raw fish and rice. It’s about mastery. The sacrifice, the single-minded focus, the incredible discipline, and the relentless drive for an ever greater level of perfection. The raw ingredients (ha, see what I did there?) that are required to truly become a master of one’s craft.
So what does it take to become a master?