we get home and he gets everything out. he cooks the rice in the fantastic rice cooker...thanks to grandma and grandpa. you all know how obsessive he is. he cuts the avocado up perfectly in slices. and gets out the sushi kit nancy got us. wraps saran wrap around the wooden placemat thingy...etc.etc. all the steps. i had to get a picture of him with the rice. my camera went dead before i could get a final product picture. but this proves that we use all the stuff you got us :)
the best part. he spends like an hour or more making all these. they look beautiful. and he cuts them...mixes up his soy and wasabi...and takes one bite of his "spicy crawfish roll". he looks at me...and says, "maybe i should have washed off the fish". i knew it was bad at that point.
he says something about how it smells "kind of funny". but of course, he continued eating it because he had spent so much time and money on it. basically, he eats a whole roll...and then throws the rest out. it killed him. i think he ended up eating cereal or something. :)

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aren't husbands great? :)
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