Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The things they never tell you

Posted by kuri, ping, the pinglet, & mini-ping on 4/22/2009
This weekend, I crawled out of my cave (where I've exiled myself in order to finish a translation that was a week late due to a stomach virus that destroyed everything in its path) to go to dinner with Ping and the Pinglet.

Pre-Pinglet would find Ping and I dining elegantly at one of our many haunts: French cuisine, top-quality Japanese restaurants, you name it. What they don't tell you after you have a child is that those days are over/finite/fini/owari unless you're "lucky" enough to have a Granny K in the vicinity (right gaijinwife? :)

So, the escape from my cell on Monday found us at a local cafeteria, which was actually pretty good. Apparently, Ping had brought the Pinglet there three days in a row for lunch, which probably had the women working there thinking to themselves that this little foreign wife needed a little kick in the pants to get her cooking.

The restaurant had all types of homestyle Japanese cooking, which you most definitely wouldn't have found in any of the places Ping and I used to frequent before the Pinglet came along. Nor would you have been witness to another child vomiting numerous times in a row as you just finished up your meal.

I know that it will be a few years before I'll be able to go visit one of those restaurants again (or ride in business class for that matter), but with a face like this, what can you do?

1 of you feeling verklempt. Tawlk amongst yourselves:

gaijin wife said...

not quite sure if negiyaki qualifies as french cuisine?? Granny K capable of single child babysitting only. You could always come to Kunimi and drop the pinglet off - try your 'luck' with Granny K while you head out for okonomiyaki...


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