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  • Do you remember the first time you jumped out of a flying airplane? My assumption is that you are struggling to picture this in your head if you have never done it. If you have, you are gracefully picturing that experience and feeling the sentiment you had when you did it.

    If you are terrified of heights, you've probably hit the block where you swear it is never going to happen in your lifetime. If you are adventurous, you are starting to anticipate the time you will get an opportunity to do it. Jump off an airplane.

    A similar but trivial event occurred in my life lately. A good friend of mine from work wanted to have dinner and suggested we visit Sushi Zushi here at ATX. The moment I heard Sushi, a chill went down my spine. As trivial as it seems to be, I've always been terrified of Sushi and that dates back to my days in Nigeria.

    I had been told at an early stage of my life that certain people derived some type of pleasure from eating raw food. To be specific, raw fish. These really queer people also gave it a name and it was apparently a thing of status to eat it. Raw fish.

    I had nursed this perspective for a very long time and even though the many opportunities to eat Sushi had shown up, I had always been totally hard headed about trying, asking or learning anything that is Sushi or that is related to Sushi.

    So this day, this good friend of mine was going to make me Sushi my life away. In as much as I could say no, I really did want to go out so I decided I was going to go, and not eat anything. Raw fish.

    So, we went to Sushi Zushi and I had a drink; still strongly crafting the argument in my head I was going to give for not eating anything. I sure was not going to say I was terrified of raw fish. I was just going to say I had an upset stomach and could not have anything go in.

    The lesson from that day was learned when the waiter to my surprise explained that there were a lot of variants of Sushi that were not made of raw fish and infact, did not have fish in them at all. Silly me! Raw fish. I ended up having the yummy spicy Toreado roll with boiled Crawfish and a bunch of other awesome stuff as seen in the picture. And since then, I've had two more nice rolls of Sushi and am getting darn close to trying the ones made with raw fish.

    Lesson learned, you do not know what you are not exposed to. Your reality is bounded by the things you have experienced and as a result, what determines your perspective to life are the things you have allowed yourself to be exposed to. I'm still terrified of raw fish, but not Sushi anymore. I had my first experience and I love the sentiments that came with it. I can now regurgitate the thoughts in my head and have a valuable perspective to all Sushi related topics. Never be unwilling to expose yourself to something new and different.

    I might just take my own advice and have some raw fish soon. Raw fish!

    EDIT 6/1/2016 - I have since tried sushi with raw fish and love it. I'm a bigger fan of sashimi, without the rice.
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