Not knowing much about sushi, I can only guess that the piece I had was properly prepared It held together well; it felt firm. There's rice in it, as well as avocado and maybe some seaweed thing. I also had pickled ginger and wasabi to accompany it.
Mark offered to put some wasabi on the top of the roll, and I had him go ahead. I was looking for the full experience. I had heard it should be used sparingly, so when he put a giant gob on my roll, I had him scrape most of it off.
I'm not sure if you're just supposed to pop the whole thing in your mouth, but that's what I did. It was a mistake, a huge mistake. I imagine most of my unhappiness with the produce came from that smear of wasabi. It just tasted terrible! It tasted a bit like burning with a base flavor too.
Like Peter Griffin, I just wanted to make a disgusted noise and wipe it off of my tongue. As we were at some fancy Sam's Club thing, I endured. I don't care for avacado usually, so that didn't help either. When I had finally finished the roll, I grabbed the pickled ginger, figuring anything to get the taste out of my mouth would be a good idea. The ginger helped, but that's not something I really want to eat again either.
I don't see myself trying any more sushi anytime soon. Perhaps I'll give a California roll a try some time. If I do, I can assure you I will not have wasabi anywhere near it. To those of you that can eat sushi, I salute you.
Behold the offending creature!
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