
This adorable little mohawked guy was our sushi chef. He had no trouble understanding what Noah was saying (rare!) and was really nice. She asked for a sample of the salmon and then of the eel and he prepared her tiny little works of art for her to taste. She didn't like the eel, even though it had on what i refer to as a "seatbelt", that strip of seaweed they use to tie the fish to the rice sometimes. How can you not like sushi with a seatbelt?

Here we are, caught in a rare moment of actually eating our food. She kept it simple and went with the salmon roll. i got something called the Maui roll and a Shiitake roll. We always get edamame, too. Oh yeah, and we got calamari this time because she'd never had it and i thought, "Well, it's fried. Surely she'll like it!" She did.

She loves the whole experience, even though we always have to get her some french fries and chicken to round out the meal. And she's about like me with the ol' chop sticks. (Insert funny comment here.)
Isn't she beautiful?


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so this explains why i don't really see you on myspace anymore.
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