A very dear friend of mine, LFD, likes sushi.
LFD and I quite often work in the same courthouse.
There is a wonderful sushi restaurant around the corner from said courthouse.
Put the three above statements together and it was not long before LFD and I decided that steps of some sort ought to be taken.
OK, so there I am, across the table from a hungry, little (and I do mean LITTLE… LFD is about 4’11”, I believe) Irish girl who is trying to figure out how to eat with two sticks.
With a bit of coaching, her first attempt went fairly well.
The second attempt… not quite so well. One of the chopsticks flew out of her hand and landed at the next table.
The third attempt… well, not really so good either, with some sushimi ending up on the floor.
“Can I get you some cutlery?” I asked, watching her lean down to retrieve her chopsticks from under someone’s chair.
“No… no,” she said, gamely, accidentally catapulting some wasabi across the aisle and into a young lady’s Diet Coke. “I’m keen to learn new things.”
I suspect more food ended up in our nearby surroundings than in her mouth but she was unfazed and undaunted.
I’m afraid LFD and I became the restaurant’s cabaret entertainment that day. The owner wanted us to come back and do two shows each evening for the next two weeks. We gracefully declined.
I suppose it’s just a matter of time before she and I go back to that restaurant.
So if you should be sitting down ordering some nigiri or norimaki and two people walk in who look oddly like Santa Claus and one of his elves from the North Pole… that would be us.
Do not be disturbed or concerned. Sit back. Relax… and be prepared to be amazed.
Also, please do not try this at home. We are professionals.