I was very adventurous last night. We went for sushi and man o man you should have seen some of the things I was actually chop sticking into my mouth. All raw, all big hunk-chunks of fish. And types of fish that I didn't even know the type. I think it all tasted good. Still though, chewing it was kinda like "yah I am chewing raw fish, it is in my mouth, this is not good", and then I would swallow. I also doused every piece in wasabi and soy. Of course, Sean ordered all this freakish crazy stuff, but he was sweet and ordered my boring 'ol California rolls. Now that is safe sushi. And we got edamame. Delish!
I have no idea how to spell edamame or wasabi.