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birdmad
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(Spring 1989)
the Japanese restaurant on Central avenue next door to the main library
Walking distance from school
she introduced me to the concept of eating sushi there
i tried to teach her the proper use of chopsticks
we went once every week
for the longest time i refused the sushi, but she was relentless and irresistable. so i gave in and ordered it from the man at the counter.
i did not know what the wasabi was and mistook it for something possibly containing avocado and appplied a liberal dose to the yellowtail
my head felt like the exploding_head_sequence in that cronenberg movie "scanners" and all the air went out of me
Brenda sat across from me, trying gamely to operate her chopsticks (it was our deal that day...if i got the sushi, she would try the sticks)
and as i must have looked like quite the idiot gasping from the shock of the wasabi the look on her face indicated that she was torn between bursting into laughter and calling 911
(either choice would have been appropriate)
as i regained my breath, she chuckled softly and smiled at me asking if i was okay...we both started laughing like fools
that was a good day
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