Itadakimas!

After the auction ended I continued walking through the market, dodging workers as they scooted by on their little trolly cars, and avoiding getting drenched by buckets of fishy water that were being emptied. I was now on a quest to get a fresh sushi breakfast, because that is what you do when you go to the Tsukiji fish market. Those of you that know me well know that I don't generally like to eat raw fish; not because I don't like it, but because I once had a, shall we say 'unfortunate' experience eating it. But this morning was different. It was kind of cold this morning in Tokyo, and when I emerged from the auction warehouse the sun was just coming up and it was very dreamy. I found a little sushi vendor, a small woman, working by herself, and had a delicious breakfast of fresh tuna and tomago (sweet omelet) on rice. It had a dollop of wasabi, some pickled ginger and fine shreds of seaweed. To warm my hands and my belly I had a bowl of miso soup with tiny, little clams.
I know you are probably thinking, 'how could you eat that at 6:00 in the morning?!' I don't know, but I did, and it was oishii!!