Sushi

A few weeks ago my friend Nate and I went on a classic Prattekeet/Double K adventure. After spending some time in a sports goods shop, we went for all you can eat sushi. The place that we went to had a little pond with 2 enormous koi and some turtles. I squealed with delight and made my best impression of a koi in hopes to communicate with them. 

We sat at the sushi bar and when my first plate of sushi came I decided I wanted to take a picture of it. I clumsily got out my Polaroid camera. 

*actual photo

And the award for World’s Worst Photographer goes to…this girl.  

Nate and I have been known to talk for quite a long time about giant Chinchillas taking over the world, existentialism, what kind of cereal is better, and penguins vs. pandas. So it comes as no surprise that we naturally got on the topic of eating every kind of animal in existence. We concluded that a since a koala only eats eucalyptus leaves, it would just taste like a fury cough-drop. I could not get the image of someone munching on a koala out of my head. 

So I drew it. 

We were the coolest kids in the restaurant. 

In the end, Nate beat me in eating massive amounts of sushi, but I did pretty well for myself. There is being full, and then there is being full of sushi. Being full of sushi is happiness.