....So I'm out with with my SO and several others and their SO's for sushi. Being in Raleigh, it's not hard to find sushi, but REAL sushi, being that I grew up and lived up and down the west coast and have had my fill over the years. But this place served BOTH Japanese and Thai. Not bad. Traditional too. Looking around the "southerners" (they only serve forks via request) might get the chopsticks thing someday. Eating with chopsticks isn't that hard. And NO they're not shish kebabs goddamit. You don't skewer your tuna, or your octopus with your "sticks" like a kid poking a frog. Learn to use the fucking utensils they provide. It really is that easy. And fun! And you look like you know how to handle the food at the same time.

Saki bombers work too in the initiation to the world of Japanese food with southerners.

There was a spoiler in the crowd tho.......and that one stuck in my mind. Not at the table while practicing our eating skillz with stix, but the guy that caught my eye coming into the restaurant.

Enter: Sushi Restaurant. Raleigh, NC. I don't know if this was a "redneck" move but is sure as shit was a dumbass one. Anyone remember the scene from "Clerks" where the "jock" comes in with his girlfriend to pitch a bitch about Kevin Smith's character getting reamed about selling cigarettes to a 4 yr old kid that you know who sold to earlier? Take that same guy, put some grey hair on him, and put "Duke Lacross" on it.

I shit you not. This mother fucker walks in like a jock from Flashdance with a "Duke Lacrosse" sweatshirt (with all the shit going on about Duke these days) on into a traditional (they're trying here) Japanese sushi bar. He passed by me and I never saw him again.

Draw your own conclusions.