What a bizarre day. Everything’s gone shuttling back-and-forth between being incredibly sucky to whiz-bang peachy (usually within a minute of each other).
This day needs Prozac. Badly.
Off to meet up with those whacky Orlando Metrobloggers at a Japanese restaurant tonight. With luck, there won’t be any bloodshed.
I devoutly hope it’s not the teppan-yaki variety restaurant, with all those knives.
Yes…
Make sure you order some sushi in my name, and take pictures!
Raw fish and saki.
Big fun, huh? Yes, I’m sure y’all will make your own fun.
Schmuck, it’s prime sashimi season out here; ahi (yellowfin tuna) normally sells in the $8/lb range, but at New Year’s it jumps to $25/lb or so. Don’t knock the stuff. 😉
You can see how much Mad Ave has warped my brain. I just got this flash of a hook with a message attached coming down in front of a tuna wearing sun glasses. The note reads: “Sorry, Solly, but we want a blog with good taste.”
Now there’s an oxymoron for ya.
Mister Meister, you can have all of my $25/lb raw fish, anytime! {ducking}
Hey, to each his own. I’m sure there is something that I consume eagerly that someone else wouldn’t touch.
So, where is the official report, Solly? Or were you all thrown in jail and haven’t gotten net access in your cells?
It’s good stuff dipped in a shoyu/wasabi sauce, particularly when purchased at the lower price. 😉
You’d have to dip it in 12 year old Macallan (damn fine Scotch) to get me to go for it….
So from now on, make sure you ask for my portion when you place your order! (Unless they start dipping it in Scotch, that is…)
🙂