Sayuri is going back to Japan this coming weekend, so Kazuma, Andrew, Ai and I took her to a famous Yakiniku restaurant on the North side of Chicago called Chicago Kalbi. The restaurant is in a Korean neighborhood and it is a Korean style menu (serving kimchi and other assorted Korean side dishes with the main course) but it is an entirely Japanese wait staff and almost every customer inside besides myself and Andrew were Japanese. There are Chicago Cubs figurines, photos and souvenires all over the restaurant because the Japanese Cubs players (according to Kazuma) come here frequently to celebrate. This is apparent when you see the decour.
The tables are in small private rooms with decorative Japanese style curtains in the entrance way, and every table that is in a private room has a hole in the middle of it. The waiter or waitress will put a bucket of hot coals into this hole and put a grill on top of it, then bring a tray of assorted raw meat for us to cook ourselves. Sound scary, like what if you don’t know how to cook? Well, it is kind of scary, which is why Kazuma did most of the cooking. We had a few fire incidents, but its ok, Andrew tried to put them out with his chopsticks… which are made of wood… because it makes sense to put out a fire with little wooden stick…
So once we were done eating, Andrew talked to Sayuri about his arrival in Japan, and I believe she told him she was going to help him get acclimated, but I can’t tell that story very well, so check is blog “Life’s a Journey” to find out more about that story. He told me earlier that he wrote a post about how she was going to help him. We all gave her goodbye cards, and I told her I look forward to meeting her again sometime when I can finally go to Japan. Its a goal that’s still very far away, but it’s one that I have not yet given up on, and I now have one more reason to make it happen.
So, we ate ice cream and parted ways. That’s about it for today. Look at my friend Andrew’s blog when you’re done reading mine, I’m sure he has some interesting stuff to say.