That somebody would be my husband.
Oh, I'm certain he gets it now. We've had one or two conversations over this trip of ours about my preferred vacation activities. I dislike doing touristy type things. (Though I did buy a Tokyo Starbucks cup...) But that has nothing to do with food.
This does:
We were heading out of the Ueno Zoo yesterday, and Chris wanted to grab lunch. "Okay," I said, "If memory serves there is a Friday's down there." He didn't want Fridays. He wanted something Japanese. "Why?" I asked. "Because we're here."
It was then I realized he didn't get it.
We live in Japan. We have lived in Japan for over a year now. Misawa has no shortage of Japanese food. We will have more than a few chances to partake in any of said Japanese food we haven't tried yet in the next year and a half we are here.
So, I explained that and said that while I am in Tokyo I want to eat all of the food I can't eat while in Misawa. He started to come around.
It does make sense.
I have all the Japanese food I could want available to me at all times. The restaurants from back home are few and far between, and we just happen to be around them right now.
Hard Rock.
Outback.
The New Sanno's restaurants.
(...which included a breakfast restaurant. Woohoo! By the way, try going from 16 months of restaurants out in a Japanese city to one in an American hotel. Service wise - it's a trip. I think I'm going to have a panic attack whenever we go back to the States. Servers coming to my table, asking me questions, without prompting from a chime whose button I have pushed to summon them. I just want to eat in peace!)
Chili's.
Burger King.
(Misawa's BK is closed until September.)
Japanese food is good for my day-to-day life.
Chicken fajitas, bloomin' onions, breakfast buffets, fried pickles, and BK are better suited for vacation.
The end.
