Yesterday, I hung out with my Japanese friends for a Shabu-Shabu type dinner party. I got tofued out! Shabu-Shabu is a Japanese favorite during the cold winter months. It brings friends around the dinner table for good conversation, a lot of great food and sake. We also watched the Triplets of Belvedere and so nothing got lost in translation, except of course for that small caption written in Japanese kanji on the bottle of the extremely hot and spicy pepper sauce. I must have looked sickly to everyone as I began to sweat profusely and eyes began to tear. Well you live and learn right? Guess it wasn’t “sushi” bad thing.
Later that night
I went to a house party. I had a lot of fun. 98 percent of the crowd was over the age of 24 which meant there was no drama, gossiping, or an over abundance pre-Madonna egos gone bitter/threatened. The worst part of the night was when I got there and the host asked me to please leave and return with some beer. I already felt uncomfortable walking into a room full of strangers and now the red hue on my face must have matched that of my Northface jacket. Apparently it was a rule that wasn’t passed down to me before arrival. I had to save face so left and returned with a twelve pack, which was greeted by the apology of the tipsy b-day boy. It was a good hour or two and 3 drinks later that I made enough acquaintances to walk around the room while sporting a sincere smile which I maintained for the rest of the night.
Just saw Triplets of Belvedere 2 days ago.. good movies... And watchout for them Pepper sauces, they creep up on ya.. Glad ya had fun at the party.. take care ;)