There's just something about sushi that really gets me going. First, it's the look of it. Yummy, woman colors of orange and pink and red. Glistening rawness with sculptural, organic beauty. Almost every time I have sushi, I'll find myself holding a piece of sashimi in my chopsticks, mouth drooling as I admire it, saying to myself, "That is the sexiest piece of fish I've ever seen." The second thing about my sushi turn-on is the simple process of eating it: purposeful, carefully, hand to mouth, with care. Truly connecting with your food. Third, it's the process of appreciation: each piece tastes different, requires time for admiring and savoring. Fourth, and this kind of encapsulates everything: it's just so damn raw. And after eating a lot of it, something kicks into high gear inside of me and there is no looking back. Open the floodgates...