I have this terrible (and slightly inaccurate) reputation of being a picky eater. I personally don’t think I am as picky as some people I know – I just know what I want and I’m not afraid to ask for it. Just the way I like it.
Kathy & I are in Austin right now for a Stampin’ Up! meeting that we have tomorrow. We’re staying at her sister’s house for the weekend, so after we arrived tonight we all went out to dinner. Kathy’s sister suggested a Japanese restaurant, and Kathy had already asked if I was ok with that. Being the not-so-picky eater that I am, I agreed to go there.
See, to me, it’s one thing to be a picky eater as long as you are gracious enough to go to restaurants you normally wouldn’t like without complaining. There is nothing that I hate more than someone that complains about the restaurant the group picked. I didn’t complain. We went and ate Japanese food.
For those of you that I have had the pleasure of dining with … be impressed by the list of what I ate for dinner tonight (you’re going to be stunned!):
– Gyutataki – slices of medium-rare grilled ribeye in lemon ponzu sauce (it was a toss up between that and the Beef Negimaki and the Scallop Batayaki – Scallops! I considered scallops over beef!)
– Edamame – broiled green soy beans
– Asparagus Yaki – ok, no shock there, I love asparagus. This was sauteed and served with a great sauce
And… drumroll please…
– Two “tastes” of Kathy’s Smoked Salmon sushi! I ATE SUSHI!
I think that from now on, no one should be allowed to tease me about being a picky eater. All the naysayers have been proved wrong! I ate Japanese food – including sushi – and liked it! The statute for giving me crap about this has run out, and I have the photographs to prove it!