News Flash : Sushi in Chelmsford

I'm vegetarian, not one of those weird vegans but as a general rule I don't eat anything with eye-balls. People always find it strange that I'm a massive fan of sushi.

Yes, vegetarians can eat sushi too!...granted our choices are limited and it can take a while to select a dish where my scaly friends haven't been massacred, but us veggies (hate that term) are quite welcome round the moving conveyor belt.

Tonight I went out for dinner with my friend Emma. We thought we'd try the newly opened Sushi bar "Moshi Sushi" in Chelmsford...one of the strangest places I've ever eaten, Moshi Sushi that is...not Chelmsford.

We arrive, first thing you notice is the decor, neon...if you want mood lighting this is not the place for you, if you like to wander round the lighting department of your local Ikea or Habitat then you'll feel right at home. We're escorted round to the bar, squeezing past a rather large gentlemen perched at the end, I always say just because the conveyor keeps a bringin' doesn't mean you have to keep a eatin' (you catch my drift).

I sit down and find myself over-shadowing Emma, gotta love those adjustable seats! Find the knob, going down and I'm at conveyor belt level...perfect, no food...not much sushi making going on actually. One chef is pre-preparing fruit salads, placing them carefully in the fridge when finished, one of the two "Head" chefs (why are there two?) is walking in out of the kitchen carrying one plate at a time, the waitresses are having a chat at the bar and another guy (who moonlights as the delivery guy as well) is hand drying plates in the corner of the restaurant..."Blue - All Rise" comes on the music system...where on Earth am I?

After a good 15 minutes we grab a waitress's attention to order...Rose wine caused the most issue, don't think our waitress had ever heard of it? The waitress was sweet, useless, but sweet...she kept giggling to herself and running round telling me how busy it was in there tonight and how she was going "mad".

Popped to the toilet upstairs, went into what I can only describe as someones dining room? Complete with lady eating her dinner at the table, I smiled at her, pulled up a chair and asked her how long she'd been living in the Sushi Restaurant (obviously I didn't), I quickly turned round and found the toilets...message over the sink read "Be careful of the hot water from Moshi Suhi"...not only do I not eat anything with eye balls but I struggle eating in places that spell their main food offering wrong - hey, just call me fussy!

We finished eating, all said and done, food was pretty good actually! Oh except the desserts, Emma and I thought we'd try the Mochi (gluten rice cake things) I don't know why I did it...I've had them before, I didn't like them then and I certainly didn't like them tonight, three cake things to choose from, each tasting of nothing! mmmm.

Upon asking for the bill our waitress, who's English I swear got worse and worse throughout the evening, found it highly amusing that we were paying separately (as I'm sure you're aware Emma and I are not an item) she insisted that I pay for it all on my card and then Emma give me the cash if that's what we wanted to do...Emma and I did as we were told (obviously).

What a funny old night! I want the place to work, Chelmsford has needed a sushi restaurant since for ever, but they really need some good old Japanese management in there or at least some sort of machine that can do the job quicker.