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Listen, I'm going to start off by telling you that I've never eaten sushi, nor have I ever wanted to.

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EVERYONE CALM DOWN!  I understand that you "sushi people" are very attached to your sushi, and this could be disturbing news for you.

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This is one of the many reasons I'm grossed out by sushi.

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Granted, the stuff pictured above that reminds me of the fetal pig (was that Biology I or II?) is not sushi.  It's ginger.  So they tell us.

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Another reason I'm grossed out by sushi:

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<span style="color: #808000;"><strong>Sushi bars smell like dirty feet. </strong> </span>Next time you walk in one, take a whiff and try to tell me that I'm wrong.

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Yet another reason:

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I don't like cooked fish, so why on earth would I suddenly like it raw.

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More reasons:

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After Sarah invited me to try sushi for this blog (which is hardly soul-scintillating for me, but the conveyor belt serving style caught my attention), my mother warned me about sushi eaters getting parasites from raw fish.  She swore to me that there are DOCUMENTED CASES where sushi eaters have become infested.  <strong>And with my recent deworming (natural docs would call it a "cleanse"),</strong> why would I introduce new worms into my gut.  Bleck.

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<span style="color: #808000;"><strong>DOCUMENTED CASES!!!  Mom swears this is true.</strong></span>

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I can't remember who, but one of my good friends was once rushed to the ER after eating sushi.  I suppose that counts as a documented case.

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Anywho...

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I don't need a reason.

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Hey, when you're 41, you've earned the right to do whatever the hell you want.  I simply wanted to check out this revolving sushi joint for the novelty factor.

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Sarah said she was first introduced the conveyor belt/revolving gimmick 5 years ago in Vancouver.  This means it's probably been in New York for 10.  Me, Late Bloomer that I am, never heard of it.

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For those of you as behind the times as me, here you go:

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<span style="color: #808000;"><strong>What I did try (nothing contained parasites, Mom):</strong></span>

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Seaweed Salad -- meh

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Las Vegas Roll -- meh

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California Roll -- meh

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Asparagus Roll -- o.k.

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Edamame -- yum

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Gyoza -- yum

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<span style="color: #808000;"><strong>Total price for all of these plates of food (for both me and Sarah):</strong></span>

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<span style="font-size: large; color: #808000;">$13!!!!!!!</span>

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #ff6600;"><strong>Novelty factor: </strong></span>Priceless.