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.