Do you think there’s an American restaurant in Japan where they grill hotdogs and hamburgers and participate in various American idiosyncrasies? I wonder what those idiosyncrasies would be. And I wonder where the Japanese restaurants here in the U.S. get their material. Is there some father somewhere in Japan making onion ring volcanoes for his kids at dinner? Is there a Japanese mother making beating heart shapes out of rice? These are things that make me go “hmmmmmmm…”
So this is the last day of an entire week off from school for both my daughter and wife. My daughter had school today, but was sick. My wife told me I was going to miss her being home because of all the awesome meals she’s made. She’s right.