Last night, I hit up Fusha with my friend Meg. Always a creature of habit, I got a spicy salmon and a spicy tuna roll, both with brown rice. We split a dynamite roll, which was supposed to be spicy tuna…and some other stuff. It had a little spicy pepper next to it, so I thought it’d be three-alarm spicy. I’m a wuss when it comes to spice and I didn’t even have to reach for my water. I could eat sushi for every meal. Have I ever mentioned that?

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