Rachel and I took the youngest two to Midori Sushi for lunch today. The food was good, but the service was challenging since they had the table in the middle of this large platform to sit on. Kind of a westernized tatami area, so us white guys don't have to sit in seiza for the whole meal.
Cool idea, but it made it *very* easy for Corinna, aka Babyzilla, to climb on the table and make a grab for whatever she lusted after. I was quick enough to keep her out of the soy sauce all meal ... except for once.
Isaac mostly sat as he was told, but he kept up a running, high-volume commentary on his sister: "No, Baby! No! Nooooooo!" He was especially indignant if she tried to get his keychain or his dora lunchbox (which we brought in the vain hope that he'd finish).
All in all Midori Sushi was probably just as glad to see us go.
(Side note: this makes three Japanese restaurance I've been to in Austin owned by Koreans, and none owned by Japanese.)
Matthew was nicknamed "Peanut" by his mother shortly after birth. How shortly, we're not really sure anymore; within the first few sleep-deprived days is all we remember. Matthew never did go through that period of sleeping all the time that baby books tell you newborns are supposed to have. Since his first abnormally alert days he's just become more and more active, and at some point his uncle Grant conferred upon him the moniker Savage.
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
An interesting lunch
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