Oh, how I love sushi. I'll never forget the time we were in Portland, Oregon, and a friend took us to an awesome sushi place. It has somewhat of a Soup Nazi reputation, as it was very popular (a line forms around the block waiting for it to open), so you have to order, eat, and get out. No relaxing, no deciding to order more, etc. We were the last people through the door in the first wave, and -- not wanting to leave hungry -- we, uh, overdid it a little. But it was the most amazing sushi I'd ever eaten, and we stuffed every last piece into our guts, even though we left feeling a little sick ...
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Totally! and there's only 32 to eat... 'fraid I'd never make it unless it was sashimi... all that rice would do me in.
Oh, how I love sushi. I'll never forget the time we were in Portland, Oregon, and a friend took us to an awesome sushi place. It has somewhat of a Soup Nazi reputation, as it was very popular (a line forms around the block waiting for it to open), so you have to order, eat, and get out. No relaxing, no deciding to order more, etc. We were the last people through the door in the first wave, and -- not wanting to leave hungry -- we, uh, overdid it a little. But it was the most amazing sushi I'd ever eaten, and we stuffed every last piece into our guts, even though we left feeling a little sick ...
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