I grate a little ginger into the pot and add a teaspoon of white miso paste.

Pan fry so tofu heat up some left over chicken, even some shredded pastrami. I’ve cooked the broth separately so that I could gently stir a cracked egg into it to get you strands of egg in the dish.

I feel like this is still pointless without some sliced pork, diced green onion, and bean sprouts.

It sounds like these products confuse you.

Sour dough bread.

Well, getting married is just dating for celebrities. They can afford to blow a huge wad of cash on a wedding like it is nothing while the rest of us are trying to keep the whole affair down to under $6-7K.

That looks like a lot of poorly done photoshop.

Do it somewhere that you won’t have to deal with the bill afterwards. Having the option to literally just stand up and leave without another word is so valuable when dumping someone.

In an average restaurant, I feel like 30 minutes is the point to start questioning things. I find that most restaurants are usually around the 15-20 minute mark.

We have a one-bill-per-table policy

You can have mine. They normally pay but nothing you do with your life will ever be good enough or the right decision because it clearly wasn’t the decision they would have made.

No restaurant would offer reservations for 9 or 9:15 if they close at 9:30 unless they are morons. If they do offer reservations that close to closing time, then it is their own damned fault and can go fuck themselves. If I am paying $150 a head for dinner, I am damned well going to savour each bite.

I have seen kids at sushi restaurants enjoying themselves. I think it requires parents who encourage their kids to eat in an adventurous manner and also orders the kids easier to handle stuff, like Chicken Katsu.

Ah, you are ‘that’ person. The one who mistakes being an asshole for honesty.

Mighty white of you.

I actually wasn’t that kid because I was painfully shy as a kid. You would not believe the number of my parents friends who have told me that they all thought I was mute until I was about 7 years old. By then, I just always had my nose in a book. The upshot is that I won my school’s read-a-thon like 5 years in a row.

I think every country has shitty kids/parents. I was in Japan at the beginning of September. I went to a Sumo match. In the row behind me was an Australian couple with their 5 kids (oldest looked about 7 and youngest wasn’t even walking yet). The kids were super obnoxious (they were very bored which didn’t help). They…

If you are quiet and well behaved, dress code becomes less of an issue. Also, if it wasn’t busy, they are probably happy just to have another group of paying customers.

Naw. Fuck that. It is a restaurant, not a park.

I was more thinking about how dirty the coaster would be. I don’t want that touching the rim of glass, but also, roofies.