For my birthday my loving parents gave me a couple of gift certificates. They know me so well. One was for Amazon….books!!! The other was for our favorite sushi restaurant, Asahi. We’d been there a couple of times while I was pregnant, and I’d stuck with the cooked meals. But no sushi for me. Dom brought me a tray of sushi in the hospital ut then before I’d recovered enough to even think about going out to restaurants he lost his job and thus we’re trying not to splurge on going out.
Therefore last night was the great experiment, trying to go out to eat with the baby. We fed Bella and then popped her into the carseat and headed out the door. She fussed a bit right when we got to our table but Dom popped her out and walked back and forth a bit and she calmed right down. For the rest of the meal she remained in his arms, peering around with her wide dark eyes at the new scenery.
We were there pretty early. One other couple was eating their soup and the waitresses were in the corner folding napkins around chopsticks. As we ate one other couple came in and sat at the hibachi tables.
Our waitress stopped to admire Bella and one of the hostesses also paused at our table to gush over our bright-eyed beauty. Bella seemed quite content. The only casualty was a couple of soy sauce drops on her white shirt.
Dom and I both enjoyed our sushi fix. Each of us ordering our usual favorites and also branching out to try one new roll each. The experiments were successful. We enjoyed our raw fish, our salads, edamame, and the best miso soup I’ve ever had.
And no meltdowns from our sweet little girl until we popped her into the carseat to head home.