on What I've Missed the Most During Quarantine

I am a total slut when it comes to sushi. I used to convince friends to join me at sushi restaurants, shovel as much food as I could into my mouth, run up the bill, then insist we all split the tab evenly. Sneaky, sneaky.

Once you realize sushi takeout kind of sucks, you’ll never order it again. I used to do it all the time, and actually very much enjoyed it, until my buddy Zain took me to a siiiick sushi joint in Dallas a few years ago. I became a better man for it and now I know: nothing compares to sitting at the bar and having the chef explain what is happening inside your mouth. Course by course, experiencing the range of palates and textures and shapes sushi can really take. And then ordering a round of shots to slam down with said chef.

I cannot wait to get back at it.