Getting Back to It
Last Tuesday, we went out to dinner at a restaurant.
I know, a lot of people have been doing restaurants for a while now. Eric and I have been cautious, but we’re also just not likely to go out very often. In 2018–2019, we were maybe eating at a restaurant once or twice a month. Increase in price and decline in quality at a few of our favorite places had driven us more toward take-out even pre-2020. While I’ve missed some of the variety, it hasn’t been that hard during the pandemic to not go to loud, people-filled restaurants. The older I get, the more autistic my tendencies . . .
But our friend Chris was celebrating his birthday with his family at Osaka, a teppanyaki steakhouse, and invited us along. Teppanyaki, I learn, refers to food prepared on a large iron griddle. This is often done table-side with much flourish. Or rather the table is grill-side. The eight of us sat around the edge of the griddle while the chef prepared fried rice, vegetables, and various proteins. The chef is a showman, twirling utensils, setting things artfully on fire, and bantering while cooking for eight people. Everything was excellent. I had filet mignon and calamari. Osaka probably rates as my second favorite calamari preparation. (I realize when I was a kid, I’d often eat the fried chicken at a new restaurant because I knew it was safe. Now, I try the calamari when I can. Growth!) Now, as I mentioned above, I sometimes don’t like going out because things are too loud and too much, but I did okay at Osaka after I settled in and ordered a drink. All in all, it was fun and the food was good and plentiful.
Tonight, we go out to play some pre-season ultimate. Should be fun.