Following everyone else's lead, I left the shoes I had been given in a big pile of identical flip flops at the door, grabbed a mat to sit on, and sat cross legged at a table. A waiter came in, took my food off the tray and put it on the table, gave me three sauces (chili sauce, mayonnaise, and soy sauce), pointed at my stick of tempura shrimp and then at a metal vat of oil in front of me, and walked away with my tray. I put my tempura shrimp stick in the oil vat. A minute later, a waitress came running up, put my tempura stick drenched in oil back on my plate, turned on the oil vat with a dial under the table, said “5 minutes,” and then left. I waited five minutes for the oil to heat as I ate my peppered shrimp balls and sushi. Then I placed my already ruined tempura shrimp stick in the vat to cook it. I still had no idea what had happened to my rice blob. I was having a difficult time figuring out what I was supposed to use the mayonnaise and chili sauce for. I had run out of things to do with myself when my rice blob suddenly arrived, freshly cooked. It was wrapped in something leathery with something meaty inside. It was not easy to eat with my disposable chopsticks, so I ate it with my hands.
March 11, 2011
The Japanese Restaurant
Following everyone else's lead, I left the shoes I had been given in a big pile of identical flip flops at the door, grabbed a mat to sit on, and sat cross legged at a table. A waiter came in, took my food off the tray and put it on the table, gave me three sauces (chili sauce, mayonnaise, and soy sauce), pointed at my stick of tempura shrimp and then at a metal vat of oil in front of me, and walked away with my tray. I put my tempura shrimp stick in the oil vat. A minute later, a waitress came running up, put my tempura stick drenched in oil back on my plate, turned on the oil vat with a dial under the table, said “5 minutes,” and then left. I waited five minutes for the oil to heat as I ate my peppered shrimp balls and sushi. Then I placed my already ruined tempura shrimp stick in the vat to cook it. I still had no idea what had happened to my rice blob. I was having a difficult time figuring out what I was supposed to use the mayonnaise and chili sauce for. I had run out of things to do with myself when my rice blob suddenly arrived, freshly cooked. It was wrapped in something leathery with something meaty inside. It was not easy to eat with my disposable chopsticks, so I ate it with my hands.
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