I have a totally insignificant unscientific theory that sushi may be a generational thing. My friends and I have been eating it for years. We know what we like. We're very particular about our selections. We've got the wasabi/soy sauce ratio down to a science.
My parents, - and my friends' parents - on the other hand, subscribe to the "which are the rolls i like again? oh just order for me" school of soosh. It's actually very cute. Like it's all just too complicated to decipher. Protein, rice, veggies on a plate are no problem. But roll them up together into little bite-sized pieces, and you've alienated an entire segment of the population.
Again, it's just a theory. I have a lot of free time.
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