Flavor
Sitting down at the counter, I'm overwhelmed by all the colors.
Tentatively, I sample dark green, stark white, and bright orange, dipped in near jet.
It is soft and smooth, the colors familiar yet new in this setting.
More colors are delivered in a neverending carousel.
I take a transluscent white with the barest hint of silver.
It is firm and flavorful.
Next is a dark pink, nearly red.
Hmm, not a fan.
Another transluscent white, this time with a streak if crimson on the side.
This might be my favorite yet.
Even with the surprising discovery of light green inside that sends a sting up my nose and waters my eyes.
Another bright orange but with the top layer burnt to a pumice and flecks of black.
A dollop of ivory tops the buttery treat.
Okay, that might be my favorite.
A cheerful daffodil passes by, and so do small droplets of shiny red-orange.
I barely glance at mauve.
I take a thin, opaque yellow to cleanse my palette, a sip of moss green, and reach for a striped cream and tangerine.
Another old face, but definitely a welcome one.
Thus ends my first journey to kaitenzushi.