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    So, say you really like sushi
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    It's expensive
    And your debts have their own debts and your sole remaining retirement acct has $2.77 in it.
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    And you live in the far suburbs of a city that really isn't known for its cuisine anyway.
    Ok, we make a goooooood brat and some fair goetta, if you like that sort of thing. (JK, Cinci is lovely, come visit me!)
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    So, sometimes, you make your own sushi.
    Most places you go never get the rice how you like it anyway.
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    Oh, they practice making rice for years and years?
    It's probably me, then.
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    But it's Sunday, and you're hungry, and you want sushi so you make the rice,
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    But you're listening to Queens of the Stone Age, and you're a little down, and the thought of rolling sushi rolls at the kitchen counter that's just a little too short to comfortably suit you makes you want to cry.
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    And then, LIKE A BOLT OF LIGHTNING, it hits you...
    Like all good ideas
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    Just dump all those ingredients, and the spicy sauce, and the pickled ginger into a bowl and crumble the seaweed and sesame seeds on top!!!!!
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    And in two minutes you're eating on the deck and your tumtum is full and happy.
    The way it likes to be.
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    And you think your poison ivy has finally turned the corner and all is right with the world, even though you're *pretty sure* you're not the first person to ever have this idea.
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    Until you remember that your parents' bible group is coming over and you haven't decided if you want to be quiet and social(πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚) or scarce af. πŸ˜«πŸ˜‘