This is what happens when my brother visits. Outside of watching too much tv and rotting our brains, we make sushi. Now I'm not sure if he even likes it that much, but we make sushi quite frequently when both of us are present - like when I come home, and I guess when he visits me. Brothers and sushi just make a nice pairing. Mostly I like making it, so he can eat it. Never underestimate the stomach capacity of a Chinese boy to eat lots of rice. Regardless, we always have leftovers. Sushi is one of those things I haven't quite figured out how much of everything to make so that there are no limiting factors. But I think we overestimated every ingredient in this case. A ended up taking sushi for lunch all week.
My brother is the best. Happy travels!
