Superchunk

When the maki is only a dollar a pop, constant stream of japanamation on one screen, baseball on the other, when lime-marinated tuna with cilantro goes so well weth seaweed and the entire staff yells out every time we drink a sake bomb, I think I understand why Rusan's Sushi has become my default dinner plan. I'd like to think I got the bandwagon rolling on sake bombs last night (someone had to do it, it was ladies night)...and after said drink, I was offered a box of pocky. First time having it. But now I feel that much more connected to the great Chapel Hill songsters, and why there is, indeed, no pocky for kitty.