Last week Heather and I had a rare date night, and since we didn’t need to go anywhere with a kiddie menu, we decided to eat at the new Japanese restaurant in town. Heather wanted to go there because she’d heard the food was delicious, but what interested me was their “All You Can Eat Sushi” option. I love a good food challenge (exhibit 1, exhibit 2), and resolved to eat as much sushi as I could. As is often the case in these situations, things didn’t end well.
Upon arriving at the restaurant I looked over the menu briefly, then tossed it aside and picked up the “All You Can Eat Sushi” order form. For $24.99 you could check off as much sushi as you wanted – from simple rolls to their most extravagant ones – and my mouth salivated as I lifted the pencil.
California roll? Check.
Kamikaze roll? Check.
Roll I’d Never Heard Of? Check. (why not?)
Most expensive roll they sell? Check (bring it!)
Lobster roll? Checked twice. (bam!)
Heather looked on with a bemused smile as I continued to mark up the form with a flourish.
“You sure you’ll be able to eat all of that?”
“I fear no sushi,” I told her as I checked off a couple more.
“Wait! Did you see that?!”
Heather pointed to the bottom of the order form where it read:
YOU WILL BE CHARGED TRIPLE FOR ANY UNFINISHED SUSHI!!!
I swallowed nervously and Heather laughed.
“Still fear no sushi?”
The waitress came over and reiterated that if I left any piece unfinished I would have to pay three times what that piece cost when ordered individually. She then added a couple rules: I couldn’t share the sushi with Heather, and I couldn’t take any home.
“Maybe you should take a couple sushis off the form,” Heather suggested. “Don’t you think?”
I narrowed my eyes and handed the form to the waitress. I got this, I told myself. I mean, how hard could be to eat a bunch of sushi? It’s just a little rice and seaweed.
A few seconds later Heather gasped while looking over the menu.
“That roll you’ve never heard of? It’s thirteen dollars, Mike. You’d better make damn sure you finish because we are not paying thirty-nine bucks for it.”
“Fine. I’ll eat it first.”
“And the lobster roll. Oh my God.”
“It’s fourteen dollars. You got one, right?”
Heather thought for a second, then:
“Eight-four dollars?! There is no way –”
“Don’t worry. I’m gonna eat it all.”
Our date – which was supposed to be relaxing – now was incredibly tense. I looked over my shoulder at the sushi chef who appeared to be cackling like Dr. Evil as he prepared my food.
“This unfinished food penalty… Ever heard of such a thing?”
“I have, actually,” Heather said. “It’s to stop jerks from ordering more food than they can eat and letting it go to waste.”
“That’s good. Get those jerks,” I said glumly.
The food soon came and, to my horror, the place had the biggest sushi rolls I’ve ever seen. Each piece was twice the normal size, and the specialty rolls were as big as softballs.
I dug in, starting with the roll I’d never heard of and then moving on to the lobster rolls, and when I finished those I was absolutely stuffed. Unfortunately, I still had a bunch of plates of sushi left.
“I fear the sushi.”
The next fifteen minutes were a battle as I force fed myself roll after roll. At one point I may have even begged Heather to wrap some sushi in a napkin and hide it in her purse, but she refused. Somehow – against all odds – I finished off the last plate. I leaned back, burped, and moaned.
“Well, this has been wonderfully romantic,” Heather said.
I stumbled out to the car, and then, when we got home, plopped onto the couch to whine and moan some more. Heather, bless her heart, only made fun of me a little bit. For that I owe her another date night, one where I order a salad.
Heathers not the only one laughing!
I’m sending a link to this to my husband. He’ll probably get a kick out of it, especially since he’s done something nearly as stupid once: he ordered a Monster Burrito from Freebirds once, on a bet by some friends that he couldn’t finish one (in his defense, this was 15 years ago, and he was still in college). These things are basically the size of a small table before they’re filled and rolled up, at which point they still would take up half of that table.
I can’t remember the whole story now, but I do remember him telling me that he was thankful he pulled that stunt over Labor Day weekend. It wasn’t that great a weekend, apparently.
so this is a real enforced rule? I was thinking it was a joke at first. Kind of awesome. Not so awesome if you are like me who fears sushi of the unknown. Way to take the challenge like a man
That sounds highly romantic! lol *burp*
Hugs from Minnesota
Traci Saucier says:
Mike, you are awesome!
O.k. That is absolutely hilarious. Thank you so much for sharing.
Man, your sushi place is harsh! At our local all-you-can-eat, you’re allowed to order multiple times so you don’t go crazy all at once. Plus anything unfinished is just charged at regular price and you’re allowed to take it home.
Good work facing that challenge head-on Mike!
Awesome story! I encourage my husband to take food challenges (my uncle has offered to pay for the $50 giant burger at a local bar, just to see if he can do it), but that’s just plain hilarious.
Um, yay, you did it? How can a place enforce such a rule, and what is the name so I can be sure to never,ever go there?
In the Seattle area, that kind of rule is very common at all you can eat asian places–not necessarily that you’ll be charged triple the order price, but that you will be asked to pay extra for wasted food.
Oh my goodness! I love sushi and might have been tempted to overload too, Mike. I’ve also been in a position where I had to force-feed myself for various reasons. (Um, that’s maybe why I’m carrying a tad too much around my middle?) But you should be proud for the attempt, and your next date night with Heather can include a simple, price-fixed meal!
I love sushi but was gagging as I read this lol way to go Mike! And another date for Heather indeed
Awesome story! HA! Very impressive. I have a hard time believing you are going to order salad or your next date night, though. Let us know how that one turns out as well.
Amy C. says:
I don’t like places like this quite honestly. I know that they charge for unfinished sushi but 3 times the amount? That’s crap. Furthermore, the fact that you can’t take it home (of course this is probably because of the raw fish but cooked rolls? Please.) ? Sounds like a good way to get more money. Restaurants have wasted food all the time. If you go back yes eat very conservatively and perhaps order as you go rather than eat it all at once. However, if it is too stressful then go somewhere else. There are PLENTY of other restaurants out there that would be more than happy to have your business AND they let you take the food home!
California roll? That’s not even sushi!
This sounds like something my husband would do. He once did a 72-oz steak challenge at a local steak house. He had an hour to eat the steak and accompanying sides – bread, veggies and a baked potato. Rookie mistake – he ordered it well done. His jaw tired out before his stomach did, and he “only” finished 52 oz in the alloted time. We were charged for the meal – $50 – but it was worth it in the entertainment value.
That’s hysterical!!!!! By the way, in the pictures Heather posted about her apricot bars, you look skinny!
Those photos were taken before the sushi outing… so who knows how I look now!
I just pictured Cartman saying “no…..more…..pie” since that’s most likely how you felt.
As someone who has rolled a husband out of a sushi restaurant with a belly overly stuffed with sushi… I sympathize.
I also hope you’re feeling okay post-sushi, I can’t imagine that much rice being good for anyone.
LOL… wow that was funny. Thanks – needed that today. Good for you for finishing!
hahaha! Whoops. Lesson learned.
Yikes!! I wonder when/if you’ll ever get a hankering for sushi again?
Seriously, it’s amazing that you finished at all!
My husband did this with friends. They had 87 pieces left. EIGHTY SEVEN. So they started tucking pieces into the bottom of bowls and hiding them in napkins when they went to the bathroom. They still paid hundreds of dollars in the end. Live and learn…
I know what place you are talking about, we go there a lot. Love the sushi there but those rules make me so anxious too!! They mean business!! You do know you can order multiple times right? You can start off slow and order a few pieces at a time so you don’t over order and make yourself sick!!
Also, we were there once when one of our babies had a HUGE, up the back blowout diaper. We had tons of sushi left on the table, but they made an exception and let us leave it without the extra charge. Moral of the story: there’s always a loophole, especially when a poopy, screaming baby is involved.
I can’t believe we still show our faces at that place, but the sushi is so good it’s worth the looks we get!
I think charging more is a good idea. What a waste of a resource. You, Mr. Spohr are a good steward of the seas resources!
But that was a VERY funny story!
This is why my favorite sushi place is the $2 a plate one near my house.
Yeah…I was gagging by the time you’d finished all that sushi in your story!!! Cannot imagine ever eating that much sushi at one time!!
Surprised you weren’t “sea”sick all night!
Reading your story was such an entertainment! Thank you for sharing.
Hahaha! This story ranks up there with some of Heather’s “you can’t make this stuff up” stories!!