my esteem for the sushi place around the corner is rapidly decreasing. Although their seaweed salad is divine, a childhood fear of seaweed keeps me from ordering it for myself. today Boss and Editor wanted seaweed salad, so i thought that if i got my lunch there too we could call it a “company lunch” and i could put it on my AirMiles card.
the menu said: “tofu salad / japanese-style tofu with sesame dressing over greens”
i got: the strangest-tasting tofu EVER with peanut sauce and sesame crumbles over iceberg.
i guess it could be worse… like that incident with the fatty salmon nigiri…
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