This past Saturday night saw a rare and unusual occurence. It saw BSR and Mr. BSR stepping out of the house. For dinner. Like real grown ups. It may be out of the ordinary, but every now and then it actually does happen. Like Halley’s Comet. Or a good hair day.
Besides the need for variety, conviviality and mingling with other adults, we have a new camera. It’s a truth universally acknowledged that people in possession of a new camera are in pursuit of something photogenic with which to test said camera’s capabilities. So we took it out to dinner. But, we stopped short of taking it for a movie. There are limits.
Well, at least *I* have my limits. Mr. BSR has been using the new camera to take photos of complete strangers (see photo at right: who ARE these people?!), but I’m a bit more restrained than that. Even if the people DO have beautiful dogs. And a sweet baby.
But I digress.
I’ll say this for them, the sushi chefs at Bistro Wasabi were remarkably unruffled as we took a myriad of photos of them. Though there were some shy smiles, for the most part they took it all in stride. I guess they’re used to all sorts of weirdly aberrant behavior. But that’s just what happens when you don’t lock the doors. You never know WHAt will wander in.
What they make at Bistro Wasabi looks too pretty to be food. It seems a shame to eat it. Even the foods we couldn’t exactly identify were pretty. Okay, some of them looked a wee bit creepy, (a few of them appearing to be actually in the midst of attempted escape when they were trapped and squeezed between rice and seaweed), but the overall effect was amazingly aesthetically appealing.
Except for the octopus. Shudder. I don’t want to talk about the octopus… Human beings were not meant to eat things with suction cups. Period.
Despite the shame it seemed to destroy these beautiful creations by eating them, we got over that pretty quickly.
And over it, and over it, and over it…
There simply may not be any prettier food than sushi, and there are definitely no foods more entertaining to see being made right in front of you.
Final verdict: YUM.
Two chopsticks up!
DISCLAIMER: No flashes were used in the taking of these photos! Sudden, bright flashes of light and murderously sharp utensils do NOT mix. Do not try this at home.