You see, there is this place downtown, very hip place- 5 star rating and all- where the sushi is D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S.
**Here we are, about to embark on our adventure, clueless of what was about to come…**
So, besides its sushi, the best about this place is that for $20 per person you can opt for the all you can eat sushi (and this includes even the specialty sushi, etc). Are you kidding me???? $20 for sushi????
I confess we REALLY wanted our $20 worth of the best sushi in town.
The first batch arrived and it was SO GOOD, and it looked something like this:
and we were having so much fun!
and we were proud of our “expertise” at handling chopsticks
And because this was the “best sushi we had ever had,” we had to have more and we kept ordering…and ordering.
And I confess that even with a warning from the waiter, we ordered even more.
And the following batches looked something like this:
And then you realize when your pants start becoming tighter, your top starts feeling more like a girdle and your face can’t produce a smile anymore (see below), that it’s time to stop.
Here is when all you can think about is how to find places to hide all that sushi, like inside your napkin, or under your placemat,etc. You even think about making floats out of it with your drinks. …but because our brains were not the first ones to think of that before, you notice there are cameras all around you…watching you! Your plans change and you, being the never give up kind of gal, stick with it.
After 3 and half hours (the longest I’ve ever been in a restaurant) and many trips to and from the restroom our tray looked more like this:
and our faces had transformed into something like this:
I confess we resorted to using the look of mercy and that forgiveness was asked for the “few” pieces left. And FREE we were!
I confess that with that freedom came my anxiety to burn all those calories on the dance floor immediately and my decision to NEVER eat sushi again.
P.S I confess I still dream sushi…and it sucks!!