Speaking of adventures, I thought I would share about one of my first times eating sushi in Japan. For those of you who know me (and those who have not yet had the chance) I don't like fish, or pretty much anything that comes from the ocean. I know, I know, I must have broken several laws for hating and avoiding fish while I lived in Japan, but there you have it! Fish and I have had our ups and downs (well downs mostly) but eating sushi or sashimi is part of the culture, right?! Sashimi is the raw fish and nothing else (except for dipping it in wasabi and soy sauce) whereas sushi is the raw fish on top of a very small amount of rice (also with soy sauce and wasabi for dipping). For me these are both equally difficult to eat, but maybe sushi a little less so because of the rice, then again it depends on what kind of sushi or sashimi it is...
I had successfully escaped eating any sushi for almost my entire first year in Japan. So you can imagine my elation at going almost an entire year, (in the land of sushi, no less!) without having to eat it... but alas, my streak was not to continue. We need to get a few things straight up front, for me, fish (cooked or raw) has a smell/texture/taste that makes me want to
One good thing did come out of this, I learned that if you sit next to the right person, they are more than willing to eat all of your sushi/sashimi and no one else will know (well, except I just told all of you, so now all of you know my secret!) or if you don't have that option use extreme amounts of wasabi and soy sauce to
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