Filed under: Food Made by Other Food Folks, Random Foodie Thoughts | Tags: food, fun with kids, hibachi restaurants, life, Restaurants
This weekend, some good friends of ours invited us to eat with them at our local Japanese restaurant.
Hibachi, anyone? Yes, please.
There were four adults and four kids. The oldest kid is eight, and the youngest is five. We sat around the big, hot hibachi grill while a Japanese guy speaking broken English named Neil made massive spurts of fire and flung rice at us while all four kids screamed, ducked, and laughed uncontrollably.
If you haven’t taken four elementary school kids to hibachi, you haven’t lived.
It was fun and delicious. Now, I must figure out how to fling rice and make dinner that much fun at home.
Or adopt Neil. One or the other.
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