I have to admit that it was a little intimidating at first. I had absolutely no idea what to do with what had been put before me. Fortunately, my handsome date was more than willing to guide me in proper handling. The most difficult part was getting it to my mouth without making a mess all over myself. My hand eye coordination is usually spot on, but I'd had a little wine and it went straight to my head ... not to mention the mere presence of the charming man was quite intoxicating in and of itself. Oh, and he smelled absolutely delicious. He promised what I was about to devour would send me over the moon and into a near orgasmic state, but to be wary of too much wasabi on the first bite. It would certainly clear out my sinuses.
Sushi. Ever since that first mouthful I have craved it. They aren't lying when they say it is edible art. Gorgeous, but not so much that it didn't stop me from filling my gullet. It shocked me how filling it is. Never in my life had I mastered the use of chopsticks. The Equal packets you see in the photo were used for practice before our meal arrived. Had I not learned to use them, it would have been terribly embarrassing to rely on my fingers, or worse -- a fork. EEP!! Then again, it might have led to being fed by a gorgeous man. Damn! Me and my independent nature.
Writing about this didn't stave off my cravings for sushi or my date. *sigh*
Who's up for sushi?