Monday, March 07, 2005

A Little Embarrasment

I had egg on my face. Literally. It bounced off my cheek and flew off into space. More came at me, missed and settled on the table in front of me. More came, and missed my mouth completely. Finally, my tormentor moved on to a new victim.

We had dinner at the Robata Saturday night; one of those restaurants where the chef cooks your dinner right in front of you. Part of the show is the chef chops a small piece of food up and flips it into each guest's mouth. Of course, I couldn't seem to do it, but my mother could. That was a little embarrasing.

But too many restaurants forget the fun factor, and for a little extra money, you get a chef throwing food in your face. For my dollar, it doesn't get much better than that.

2 comments:

Tooloftheman said...

dude. you do know that you are supposed to keep your mouth OPEN when they throw that shit.

Also, have you caved in yet? You are SOOOO going to Vegas.

Chilly said...

You are soooooo going to Vegas.