Sushi.

May. 5th, 2007 05:37 pm
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Now, I do love me some sushi. (If you've never heard the story of how I first tried sushi, ask me some time in person. Trust me, it's better with facial expressions.)

My first several experiences with sushi were at the much-missed Nikko's at the Westin downtown, which used to have reasonably inexpensive all-you-can-eat sushi lunches. (Here's a picture from those halcyon days. No, that wasn't all for the two of us.) They were located right across the street from where I was working at the time. So of course, they closed.

I got used to the idea of sushi as an a keep-eating-until-you-can't-move sort of affair, so now, if you let me loose at, say, Blue C Sushi, where the sushi just keeps flowing past you on a conveyor belt and it's priced per-item, I can do serious damage to my pocketbook. So I really miss Nikko's.

Now, I know there's Todai. Little more expensive, not quite as good, not the same.

I need to be in Bellevue tonight anyway, to pick Ahna up from Lush, so I thought I might treat myself with a trip to The Eating Factory, -- like Todai, only way better. I'd only been there once, with [livejournal.com profile] meathelmet, but I really liked the place and have been meaning to go back ever since. So I wanted to check on their hours, so I went to their website, and -- that's funny, their website's gone --

Crap. According to someone on Yelp,
The Eating Factory is closed. The building segment in which the it and some other businesses were located was demolished due to expansion needs of the adjacent large construction project.


Arrrrgggggh!

On the plus side, they go on to say:
Per Rebekah Denn (Restaurant Critic of the Seattle PI), the owners will be opening a similar restuarant called "Diao" at Northgate this fall (2007).


So, that's awesome. That'll be much closer to home.

But it doesn't do me any good now. *grumble*
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I honestly don't have too much use for Thanksgiving, personally. I don't want to hate on anyone's parade, but for my money, it's not enough about thanks and too much about overindulgence, and overindulgence in what? Turkey, which is kind of like chicken except it's dry and sort of tasteless and a little gamey and there's too damn much of it; cranberries, tart and sharp and unhappy; sweet potatoes, which are perfectly all right unless you put frickin' marshmallows on them, 'cause, you know, vegetables really just need more candy to make them palatable .... The only part of the food I really like is the stuffing, and frankly, I can just go and buy a box of Stove Top whenever the mood strikes.

So, minus the food, it's really just a day of familial obligations and togetherness. In other words, a dress rehearsal for Christmas. It's the appendix of holidays. We don't need it. Bah, hambug, etc.

More seriously .... After last Thanksgiving, when my father went into the hospital and then never came out again, I just really couldn't face the idea this time. I mean, I really couldn't. For weeks, whenever I thought about it, my stomach would cramp up with anxiety and dread.

I finally ended up telling my family that I just wasn't going to be able to make it. They were disappointed, of course, but I think they understood.

I toyed with the idea of not doing anything that day at all, but I thought that would probably just further depress me. So instead, I took [livejournal.com profile] windbourne up on her invitation to come spend it with her family.

I'm glad I did. It was just what I needed. Her family were talkative, friendly, a little crazy. Oh, and Greek, which explains the presence of spanakopita and tiropita on the cheerfully overladen tables. I got to meet many cousins -- "cousin" being the apparent vague catch-all term Ahna's family uses for any relations within a generation or so -- including an older cousin who strongly influenced Ahna's musical tastes and a younger cousin who told me in great detail much more than I ever needed to know about professional wrestling. (I always have a hard time at these sorts of gatherings trying to decide to pass as one of the kids or one of the grown-ups.) Everyone seemed to like me. Quite gratifying.

From there we ended up going to Lars' mom's house, where we finished our evening with [livejournal.com profile] hetaera15, [livejournal.com profile] saheeb138, Mari and James, where we had more food (*whimper*) and passed out in front of a documentary about Oliver Cromwell and the New Model Army. It was a good day.
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  • I bought, prepared, and consumed bacon today, which I haven't done in years. It's long absence from my kitchen seems a little weird to me, considering how often I order bacon-related dishes in restaurants, but there you are. It turned out pretty well.
  • In related news -- my smoke detector still works. Good to know.
  • I just had some Ben & Jerry's Chubby Hubby ice cream. I think the name of this product indicates that men, as a group, are pretty laid-back. Feminists would firebomb their headquarters if they made Wide Bride ice cream, don't you think?

Food.

Sep. 23rd, 2001 03:15 am
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So anyway, I was starting to say --

I was realizing something, earlier. Namely, when left to my own devices, unemployed and home by myself, I'll eat enough food in a day, but it will never feel like I've had a meal. I'm not left feeling hungry, but I do feel dissatisfied. I only feel like I've had a meal when I have one with other people. Or when I go out.

I sat down this afternoon and analyzed why that was. I decided that what was missing was any ritual component of consuming food; when I make a sandwich, for example, and eat in front of the computer, that's not taking time for a meal, that's just a snack. So I made myself a sandwich and sat down at the dining room table with it on a plate, and treated it like a meal. And felt satisfied by it.

I think I'm going to try to do that from now on.

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Funny how the concerns of the body start flooding back once I finish coding ....

[livejournal.com profile] wendolen should be here soon, and, knowing her, I imagine she'll have some opinions in mind about dinner. Only this thought is keeping me from ravaging my cupboards. -- Ahh, good, that's her now!

I have more to say about food in general, but I'll do that later.

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