I'm Officially "Cultured"

Earlier this week, Stinky T suggested going to a new place for lunch. Forget the artery clogging burger places, we're doing Asian.

Yes, you heard me right. Asian.

If you know anything about me, you'll know I'm not adventurous with food. Any food. So, this has been a very big day for me.

We headed over to Hosu, a little place close to work. It was very quaint, and I'm glad that Stinky T made reservations; we would have waited for quite sometime otherwise. Shuster also joined us--all ready to go, salivating and all. "Bubby" joined us as well, speaking of his many glorious experiences with Japanese/Korean cuisine.

We were seated and immediately and started to look over the menu. I noticed immediately that we only had chopsticks to use...dammit! Bah. It'll be me versus the chopsticks at lunch today! Forget the fact that my only experience with chopsticks have been in jest, and not in a real situation like lunch!

I ordered the extremely safe Chicken Teriyaki. Stinky T ordered some tempura, Bubby ordered a whole "Bento" box of stuff, and Shuster (God Bless him) ordered raw fishy things. This would NOT have bothered me normally--but fate decided that I sat across from him. I barely looked him in the eye throughout our lunch; otherwise, I would have spewed bean sprouts all over the place.

We had a lovely time during our lunch, until Bubby suggested that I try one of his California rolls. I figured since I was here, I may as well try it. Afterall, in for a penny, in for a pound. Apparently I was supposed to pop the whole thing in my mouth, I took a nibble. As Stinky T said, "I circumcised it".

Hosu was a great experience. I'm not sure when/if we'll go back again--but I'll never forget the incredible experience I had with Stinky T, Shuster and Bubby. The gathering of such wonderful friends reminds me of how blessed I am. Thanks guys!