Craving like a train...
Shortly after landing up in Vancouver, I was introduced to sushi. Now, I really wasn't particularly keen on it, since I could not imagine rice eaten like that, nor the near-raw food, though Owen assured me that it was perfectly safe. Seeing my lukewarm reception to this, I was told that it was an "acquired taste". And there rested the matter.
Till today.
I was in office today, and it was nearing lunchtime and i was pairing with someone, when a sudden craving for sushi hit me...not a "I like sushi" feeling. More like "SUSHI. NOW!! NOW!!"
I could barely tear myself away for lunch, so that I could run to the nearest sushi bar (the one with the rotating food bowls), and gobble boatloads of it.
I wish I knew why.
Till today.
I was in office today, and it was nearing lunchtime and i was pairing with someone, when a sudden craving for sushi hit me...not a "I like sushi" feeling. More like "SUSHI. NOW!! NOW!!"
I could barely tear myself away for lunch, so that I could run to the nearest sushi bar (the one with the rotating food bowls), and gobble boatloads of it.
I wish I knew why.