My dearest Volcano Roll from Kobe,
I dream of you. You are like the long, lost love of my life that I spend sleepless nights pining for. There are days when I can think of nothing but the delectable, spicy sauce that adorns you. It has stolen my heart, and my soul. It is what makes you better than all the other Volcano Rolls in the world. You are my one, my only, my immortal beloved.
Alas, I cannot afford you, my sweet, succulent siren.
GET IN MY BELLY!