On our latest trip, we checked into our hotel and searched for a place to get lunch. It didn't take us long before we found a cute little sushi place called Mizu. The kids love Japanese food. We ordered a big plate of assorted sushi and some dumplings. Usually Ryan sticks to the dumplings and is full. But this time he felt adventurous and wanted to try some sushi. My husband poured some soy sauce into the little dish and asked him if he wanted a little wasabi in it. Ryan said, "sure". Ryan carefully dipped his chosen piece into the sauce and popped it into his mouth. "HMMMMM! It's kinda spicy, but really good", he said as he reached for more. Then after shoving his third piece in his mouth, his hands immediately clutched his nose and a low painful groan emanated from his throat. His eyes watered. He grabbed his glass and gulped water to wash away the uncomfortable sensation. Then he started laughing and we did too. Even the chef behind the counter was chuckling. When we all settled down, I figured Ryan would be done with sushi, but he said "Wow was that hot, but I love it!" I want to come here again tomorrow! .....and we did, but this time we mixed in his wasabi a little better.