last night i had decided to make homemade sushi and invite a few people other to indulge in the sushi dinner.  we had yellowtail, tuna, salmon, bbq eel, tamago, shrimp, and cucumbers at our disposal to make any roll we wanted.  i decided to make 12 eggs worth of tamago this time around, doubling the usual number, only to see that it would still completely disappear by meal’s end.

dinner was good and it was a long time since i last ate sushi at home.  i keep forgetting how much i like it and how inexpensive it is compared to going out to some sushi bar somewhere.  i think dinner totalled somewhere in the $40 range to stuff 4 people into a food coma-induced state.

but the real battle began after dinner.  there i stood with my nemesis before me.  both of us knew what was to come.  neither of us were ready to relent.

they had already beaten one rival just prior to my arrival and they were ready to take on the next challenge.  though my opponent didn’t look terribly formidable, appearances can be quite deceiving.

finally our battle was to begin.  both of us, poised, ready to pounce stared at each other long and hard.  neither of us would relent.  neither of us make the first move.

then our bodies met, i had the neck between my legs, holding on for dear life.  i twisted and pulled at the long neck, it was all i could see.  the face, already obscured by some other body part i wasn’t aware of anymore.  i tightened my grasp, pulled, tugged, and grunted.

my first pass was unsucessful, but i did not let that keep me down.  i took another stab.  again i had locked the neck between my legs, but this time as i pulled my grasp suddenly seemed to give and suddenly there was a pop!

finally it was over.

i got that bottle of wine opened.  the rubber cork was a lot harder to pull out than i expected.