Today I learned: I can't do sushi.
Nope. I've tried. It just isn't my thing. I have friends who swear by it, and my husband just loves it.
My husband hasn't had sushi in many years. Our town basically consists of fast food chains. So, when a new Japanese steakhouse opened in our tiny town, we were both excited to try something new. Today we decided to make a date of it and went out for lunch.
We ordered crab wontons for an appetizer. They were very good. Give me a plate of those and I'll be a happy girl. Then I ordered steak, rice, and veggies for my meal, and Mark ordered a sushi plate.
He offers me a bite of some tuna something or other sushi. I flashed back to that time when I was a kid and tried it for the first time, and hated it. But I figured eh, why not step out of my comfort zone and give it another shot.
I totally didn't like it at all. The flavor completely turned me off. It was like my stomach clenched up and said WTF.
I can't go for that. No can do.
I'm glad other people love sushi, but it's a taste I just haven't acquired!
But my steak and vegetables were absolutely delicious. And Mark loved his sushi. So it was nice, even though that sushi was slightly traumatizing for me. Lol.
|Japanese food, y'all.|