Anti Sushi

This time of year in the D.C. area is known for the blooming of the ever so famous Cherry Blossoms. I on the other hand interpret the Cherry Blossoms as sign that the once a year all-you-can-eat special at Sushi Taro is coming. That joyous day was today. I talked about my first experience last year in my old blog. The outcome today was no different. The only difference from last year was that the weather was much warmer and the wait was a lot longer. This year, I was lucky to only wait an hour and a half in the cold. Other than that, I splurged and ate whatever raw piece of fish was near me. I think I outdone myself from last year by devouring 7 plates full of succulent sea caucuses. After I ate the last piece of toro I felt like I was going to die. I actually had a tender salmon roll still on my plate begging me to swallow it, but I felt sick just looking at it. I knew at that point I was "anti sushi". Though I over ate, I already anticipated the consequences. As expected, it took me a few minutes longer for me to get up out of my seat. My posture shifted 30 degrees and my belt became unstable. I also breathed heavily back to the car like I was having an asthma attack. What I didn't expect was how long I was going to be knocked out when I got home. I wanted to take care of some other errands for today, but when I got home, my brain became paralyzed from all the blood rushing to my stomach and ended up sleeping 6 hours. Right now, I feel very heavy and can't think about food... especially.... sushi.