Bad Asian
I love to eat sushi. I generally rank sushi up there among my most favorite foods. Not only do I find sushi delectable, but–depending on the chosen variety–it’s packed with nutrients, antioxidants, and excessive amounts cannot really do any harm to my waistline. I tend to think of sushi outings like social smoking–addictive and the more people present, the more fun it is.
There is one drawback: I lack the necessary hand coordination to chopstick efficiently. My friends call me the Bad Asian. I love Asian food and (reading about) Asian culture, but I have no idea how to put any of it into practical use. I found this handy little flier and made several wallet-sized copies to carry around with me and it basically gives me a license to eat sushi my hands:
