Three of the four people in my family love eating at hibachi grill-style restaurants. The other person gets a little spooked when the cook pours oil on the grill and lights it on fire.
But she's getting better. She's gone from running and crying across the restaurant, to cowering in fear behind my chair, to now being brave enough to peak around Daddy and see that it's all okay.
Throw in free chopsticks, and suddenly this might be her choice when we let her pick the restaurant she wants to eat at on her birthday. Never mind that she had the most success when she used the chopsticks to stab the meat.
Daddy did his best to offer instruction, but the tip about holding one stick like a pencil doesn't work so well on a child who still struggles to hold a pencil correctly.
This post really should be about AJ, because it was for his birthday and by his choice that we were eating at Osaka's. It was just hard to get good pictures of him because I was sitting right next to him. We let him pick whatever he wanted from the menu, and he chose chicken and lobster. But what he really wanted - and was the reason he picked this location for his birthday - was the treat at the end.
The lights rotate and a disco version of Happy Birthday to You plays throughout the entire restaurant as the server bring some sort of dough wrapped ice cream to the birthday boy.
Everybody around our grill sang and AJ got really embarrassed. But I know he loved every minute of it.
The tough part is, now I have to try and figure out somewhere else to pick for my birthday.
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