There is one part of a jaunt to a Big City that I actually do like. Any chance to enjoy a lunch that is not of the human female’s making is a real treat. A visit to a different city affords a chance to dine at an establishment that does not consider peanut butter and jelly the pinnacle of lunchtime fare.
The human female has used her phone to locate an “interesting” place to eat.
Some of the menu options look quite tasty.
Sigyn is seduced by all the colorful photos.
Don’t do it, Sigyn! It’s raw fish.
We have ordered, and the food is about to arrive. Oh, no… I forgot that this sort of food means eating with sticks.
But the chicken tempura looks amazing.
And I could easily eat this whole boat-dish of gyoza by myself.
The main course comes with a salad.
Sigyn approves of the ginger dressing. It does smell good.
The human female is is even more boring than usual today. Teriyaki chicken! She has no imagination.
The male has ordered a curry, which is somewhat more adventurous.
I will let the others eat all this up. I’m heading back to the kitchen to see if there are more of those dumplings…