Crowley points at the green blob with his pinky. "That?"

Oh, Aziraphale is enjoying this too much. But if he can make Aziraphale this happy just by trying food, especially considering the straights they're in, he'd eat the whole damn plate himself no matter what it tasted like.

He pops the sushi into his mouth and gives it a careful chew. He really shouldn't have worried. He's never eaten a food Aziraphale has suggested that has been disgusting. Even oysters, which had a very strange texture, were delicious.