Im you can eat is always something that forces you to reconsider your life, but sushi does it in a different way. Where, then, does punishing yourself to get the last few dollars out of your deal turn a meal into a Randian dystopia? When does eating as sport produce actual, well-earned victories? How can sushi, so delicious and special, become heavy and monotonous under the weight of the infinite? I do that. But all monry can eat sushi is still, to me, the most interesting of our gastronomical co-options. Sushi is a generally dainty, often healthy food, with higher-end prices. This, then, is, the inherent gamble of all you can eat sushi is: zushi you eat your money back without ruining everything that makes sushi great?
