We had no plans for the eve except stay home and relax with our kids. Then we were invited out to dinner to celebrate our 777 brother Al's birthday. Trying to wrangle a babysitter at the last minute was a bit tricky, but Grandma-mama once again pulled through for us. The only downfall was that we had to wait for her to return from her dinner plans, rush over and drop off the kids in cow town and then rush back to Joe's Sushi for some grub.
I loooooove me some sushi. I never thought I would get to this oh so california place where I am no longer intimidated to sit at a sushi bar and I can eat whatever I order (and then some). But come on, sushi is good. You know you like it. I've come to find out that you either love it or hate it. Me likes.What sucked for us was by the time we got to Joe's, it was fifteen minutes until closing. We resigned ourselves to the fact that we missed dinner, but we could still be there to celebrate Al's birthday. When we sat down with our friends, there were tons of tempura rolls, mexican rolls, caterpillar rolls, tuna rolls and mussels left...and they encouraged us to eat it...and Michael and I not being a very shy couple and add on how we don't get out much...we helped ourselves. When they finally kicked us out of that place, everyone had paid their bill. When I looked at ours, it said $28!! For two ice teas and eating off our friend's plate? Oh heck no. I realized the waitress had charged us for one all you eat dinner when we didn't even get to order anything. Now, I know they don't want you to share at those kind of places, and I can understand that. but there was no way I was going to pay that. It was now a matter of principle. Michael hates to return clothes that don't fit, vacuums that have broken, food that doesn't taste right. Just last week we were at the California Pizza Kitchen and he didn't like the Thai pizza, so I had to reorder for him. So I knew I was going to have to be the one to say something about this or Michael would just pay the $28 and be done with it. So I very sweetly and calmly told the guy at the register how we walked in late and shared some sushi that our friends had already ordered and I wasn't going to pay the all you can eat price. "Well, how many pieces did you eat?" "Um, I don't know...a couple. I will pay for an order of something and that is it." He rang up my bill to $9.44.
Thank you.
And that is how we spent New Years Eve. Hanging out with new friends, toasting with sparkling apple cider after the ball dropped with my little brother at my mom's house with the rest of my family. I heard a couple people say their kids couldn't last until midnight. Are you kidding me? Mine were up dancing around and wearing beads until about 1 am. Good times.
Happy New Year.
