For those reading this that don't know me, I'm a picky eater. A really picky eater. It goes beyond the ketchup. (A lady on TV just said "Germs can and will kill you." I love that statement. She's just stating the facts.) Sometimes I'll try new things, usually they don't work out, sometimes they do. (MEAT POCKETS!)
I'm just not food adventuresome. I know the things I like and I stick with them. Modern society frowns on this kind of living. I'm supposed to love trying new things and ordering different things from a menu. No, I'd just like to order the thing I ordered last time. That thing that worked out really well for me? Yeah, I'd like that again. It's hard for non-weirdos to understand this kind of living. Please just accept us (There are others like me. I know them!) and our eating habits. Don't become a food pusher or a picky-eating shamer. We don't need it! We already feel enough shame for how society has treated us. We live with that everyday so let us live without weird food. The look on someone's face when I don't love a food that they love is too much for me to bear.
My friend My is not a food pusher. She accepts that I don't like foods and don't really try new things. Fun fact about My: She can eat over a pound of bacon in one sitting. She said Hoshi was a good place to try sushi for the first time in Des Moines because it's super great there. She would know, she's a sushi eater and maker! She had a certificate from Living Social for a platter of sushi. She invited me and our friend Jim. Family reunion!
My friends are all really great about understanding my food aversion. Like Heath, he knows I don't like eating outside. You know what else? He doesn't like it either! Sometimes we talk about all the things we don't like about it. We know it's not how the world wants us to feel, but we feel it anyways. The wind (or the "breeze" as people that eat outside call it) bothers us. There are bugs. None of the condiments are handy. You have to move things from inside to outside just to take them back inside. It's kinda stressful and we prefer inside eating. Alright? Okay. Moving on. I'm glad we got that settled.
We sat right behind the sushi counter so I could watch him make all sorts of fancy sushi creations. It is pretty! I saw them make one sushi roll look like an adorable edible caterpillar! And everyone there was so nice and friendly.
That green stuff is wasabi and My is a wasabi champ! Here is a comparison of our soy sauces:
Here is my little plate and chopsticks after I was done eating sushi! Thanks for the adventure, My and Jim!
Oh and world, I kicked your ass again. Know that!