Ignoring my dentist's instructions, I joined Kenny's family for sushi right after my surgery. We were gathering to give little brother, Michael, a proper send-off; he leaves this morning for a summer job in New York. (I'm a little jealous...of him living and playing in New York, not of his job).
Anyway, I ultimately obeyed my dentist and was a good girl. No sushi for me. However, Kenny overcompensated and ordered enough to feed a small army.
Hudd counted; Kenny ordered 50 pieces of sushi - in his first round! FIFTY, folks. Needless to say, he didn't order seconds.
Good luck in New York, Mike! We'll miss you (but hopefully we'll come vistit...hint hint to Kenny.)