Friday, March 9, 2012
After touring the show, we went out to a Japanese place recommended to me by my boss this very day at lunch. It was awesome - the food, the service, the menu and the space were all excellent. It will become a go-to place for me.
It was a small space - an old building with a narrow, brick-walled side. Barely enough for two tables wide, with long banquettes along the wall. Seating was close, even to the table adjacent, which gave Pebbles and I front row seats to what appeared to be a first date if not a blind date. It.was.not.going.well. She was a non-talker. I don't know if she didn't like what she saw or was naturally disdainful or just quiet. The guy (who revealed his age to be a bit older than me) was trying awfully hard to keep the conversation going, but she was having no part of it.
The food was served in courses. I don't know if there was a specific order to service, but each dish was meant for sharing and only one served at a time. Based on TheBossMan's recommendation, we started with the roasted peppers. As they were delivered to the table, the man begged our pardon to ask what we had ordered/what kind of peppers? I answered and proffered the plate to share, as there were far too many for Pebbles and me. I offered to both him and his date. He was game, but she demurred. Anyway, they left soon there after for parts unknown. If there was a rest of the evening, it didn't look to be too promising. Just made me realize, yet again, that dating is fraught with peril.
Tomorrow will be another workshop meeting and after that, I don't know what. The weather is supposed to be nasty.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Get the buffet.