Every Thursday we have a staff meeting. After this weeks meeting a bunch of us decided to go for lunch together. This happens every week, but this week I was able to go along because last week I got all my planning for the day done so that I could take off for lunch this week. There's a little Yakiniku place just down the road that has some pretty good deals. So we walk in and manage a two table little area in the back. Let's put the crazy gaijin in the back where the more respectable customers won't see them. In the middle of the table is a little grill thing. Yakiniku is Korean BBQ. You order an amount of meat and it comes with a soup and a salad and some other little goodies depending on what you want. The meat comes and you grill it in the middle of your table. There's little pots of hot sauces that you dip the beef into once it's cooked and then put it in your bowl of rice. Mmmm, good. The sauces are super super good. And the best part of the meal, other than the scintillating conversation about shoe shopping and the draw of smoking to orally fixated people, was the Mexican music in the background. Yes, we have reached a new level of background music here in my Japan experience. We have not only really aweful musak and horrendously inappropriate music in public places, but we now have Mexican music in a Korean BBQ in Japan. How deliciously miscellaneous.
I have a rant about selfish people of the post Seasame Street generations who are too self-absorbed in their need for instant gratification that none of them take any pride in their work. But I won't go into that now cause it isn't time and it isn't place...that's in a song. Over the Rhine. It makes a difference, when you walk through the room....
