Look at this pretty little sushi, but like some movies or fairy tales that have a pretty woman that always turn out to be the evil one, I needed to be more careful when I tasted this sushi. The sushi tried to harm and threaten my life. It was my fault of course, because I am the one who made it. I just wanted to enjoy a relaxing solo lunch, but it didn’t quite work out like that.
Generally I love the taste of wasabi (Japanese horseradish). While I was squeezing the wasabi tube, I didn’t realized that I was squeezing it too much. I made 10 pieces of sushi and after taking some pictures, I tried the first piece. It was good but not excellent (I didn’t put any effort in this food because I wasn’t sharing it with anyone else). Then I tried the second piece and it started to burn my mouth and nose straightaway. I somehow managed to cope and then tried the third piece, then the pretty sushi’s evil plan was revealed.
My eyes and nose started to water and I could barely open my eyes. It was so painful but I continued to try the next pieces of sushi, because I had to complete my mission, which was finishing the sushi without wasting them. The forth and fifth were the worst of all. I couldn’t even swallow them. I had to spit them out and drank lots and lots of water.
Though the first thing I cared was the caviar. You know how expensive those eggs are. (US $7.40 for 250g) I was crying out, Oh~ my precious caviar~rrr. I was so sad, because I had to abandon those precious caviar, not because my favourite sushi was hurting me to much.
So my conclusion is; I am not going to post a recipe for this dish, to protect you from potential suicide, and don’t be a fool for beauty. 
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