Octopus Salad
Yesterday I did two of my three favorite s's.
One of my three favorite s's is "sushi." Doug asked me where I wanted to go to dinner. I was thinking Joannie's Pizza, but I am having a hard time eating pizza with my temporary veneers. The crust has to be crispy so I can cut the pizza into small bite-size pieces. My temporary veneers have gone to hell anyway. This is the second set of temps I have had, and they too started to discolor after about a week and a half. Fortunately, I get my permanent veneers on Wednesday and they do not stain for anything.
Doug asked me if I want to go eat sushi. I said, "Heck yeah!" I must have done something right, because Doug hates sushi. We went to a place in the Central West End called The Drunken Fish. I ordered a spicy salmon roll and a California roll (boring, I know). Doug ordered Teriyaki chicken, which came with Miso soup and a house salad. We noticed they had octopus salad on the menu. Doug asked the hostess what octopus salad was like and if it was good. The hostess said she likes it, so for $4.50, we took a chance.
There was some mix-up with our waitress, so the hostess ended up taking our orders. It took forever, but some waitress finally brought out Doug's soup and salad, my sushi order, and the octopus salad. The octopus salad came in a tiny bowl. It was baby octopus legs (sorry vegetarians), beans, and was marinated in a ginger dressing. The texture of the octopus was chewy, but firm and not fatty, quite the opposite of squid. Much to Doug's and my surprise, it tasted great! Doug said it is a favorite dish of his, now.
I concentrated on eating my sushi, so Doug ate most of the octopus salad, plus his miso soup and iceberg salad. The waitress still had not brought his chicken out yet. Doug said he wasn't hungry anymore and hoped they forgot about his chicken.
They did forget about his chicken. The waitress said she was sorry. She offered to comp the chicken and give it to him in a to go box anyway. Doug said, "Forget about it. Comping the chicken is fine."
Neither Doug nor I are very aggressive in situations like that. Why be assholes? We weren't in a hurry. We sat outside and people-watched. We really enjoyed ourselves. After the meal, we took a walk and got Ben and Jerry's.
I was a bit concerned that the octopus would not get along with the salmon and the crab, but it seems as though everything came out okay.
One of my three favorite s's is "sushi." Doug asked me where I wanted to go to dinner. I was thinking Joannie's Pizza, but I am having a hard time eating pizza with my temporary veneers. The crust has to be crispy so I can cut the pizza into small bite-size pieces. My temporary veneers have gone to hell anyway. This is the second set of temps I have had, and they too started to discolor after about a week and a half. Fortunately, I get my permanent veneers on Wednesday and they do not stain for anything.
Doug asked me if I want to go eat sushi. I said, "Heck yeah!" I must have done something right, because Doug hates sushi. We went to a place in the Central West End called The Drunken Fish. I ordered a spicy salmon roll and a California roll (boring, I know). Doug ordered Teriyaki chicken, which came with Miso soup and a house salad. We noticed they had octopus salad on the menu. Doug asked the hostess what octopus salad was like and if it was good. The hostess said she likes it, so for $4.50, we took a chance.
There was some mix-up with our waitress, so the hostess ended up taking our orders. It took forever, but some waitress finally brought out Doug's soup and salad, my sushi order, and the octopus salad. The octopus salad came in a tiny bowl. It was baby octopus legs (sorry vegetarians), beans, and was marinated in a ginger dressing. The texture of the octopus was chewy, but firm and not fatty, quite the opposite of squid. Much to Doug's and my surprise, it tasted great! Doug said it is a favorite dish of his, now.
I concentrated on eating my sushi, so Doug ate most of the octopus salad, plus his miso soup and iceberg salad. The waitress still had not brought his chicken out yet. Doug said he wasn't hungry anymore and hoped they forgot about his chicken.
They did forget about his chicken. The waitress said she was sorry. She offered to comp the chicken and give it to him in a to go box anyway. Doug said, "Forget about it. Comping the chicken is fine."
Neither Doug nor I are very aggressive in situations like that. Why be assholes? We weren't in a hurry. We sat outside and people-watched. We really enjoyed ourselves. After the meal, we took a walk and got Ben and Jerry's.
I was a bit concerned that the octopus would not get along with the salmon and the crab, but it seems as though everything came out okay.
posted by Jeni @ 4:03 PM
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