Unless you count $5 footlongs, I normally don’t go out to eat, well, ever. It’s not that I don’t like to, it’s just that I always end up regretting how much money I spend and how little I have to show for it 2 hours later.
But today a group of my friends ending up going out for lunch at a place only three blocks from my office. Given that I could count on one hand how many times I’d actually gone out for lunch in the six months we’ve been in Chinatown, I decided it was time. We went to Sushi AOI, which I was a little apprehensive about but ended up loving. I started with a little miso soup and not only did it taste amazing, I also loved the presentation (yes Mom I did just say that):
Then came the California rolls, vegetable gyoza, rice, and pork shogayaki, most of which I can’t pronounce, all of which was delicious. My biggest obstacle was definitely the chopsticks – I’m not exactly an expert and I’m guessing watching me (try to) eat rice with them was pretty amusing. It was a great break from work with people I don’t get to see on a regular basis, so just this once it was worth the cost.
Except then I had a happy hour to go to for a co-worker’s last day. Appetizers and shots at Redline and another Asian inspired meal at Pho DC (along with another disastrous chopsticks showing) and I was racking up quite the bill. Yet somehow even after a glance at my bank account, I have no regrets. I was in serious need of some de-stressing from work and an awesome night of delicious food and great conversation fit the bill exactly. Now all I have to do is not think of the calories…