Tuesday, December 13, 2005

I'M NOT MARTHA.

Went to Fujimamas in Harajuku today, for the first time in around 6 years. I'm not sure what I had, because I wasn't in charge of ordering. The food would probably be described as Oriental fusion. It was all quite good and reasonably priced.

That was the sh*ttiest restaurant review I've ever written... But I thought I would check in and let people know that I do actually leave the house sometimes. The last week has been my Martha Stewart/hibernation phase. I turned down a translation job this morning, opting to do some more tree-decorating in lieu of being a socially responsible adult. This holed-up-at-home thing was fun for a while (anything is fun for a while); now it is getting really depressing.

Another reason I've been feeling a bit low lately is that I haven't been to the gym. I was running and kickboxing a lot for a while, until I injured my foot. Now it hurts to walk, which sucks. This is going to sound really stupid, but it's so difficult to get any exercise when you have a foot injury.

By the way, I'm guessing Fujimamas is a nice joint with inventive food, made with fresh ingredients. I just wasn't very hungry and I was also trying to concentrate on making first-meeting conversation with a guy who manages foreign models in Tokyo. That's one good thing about Tokyo - most restaurant experiences tend to be positive. The only 2 places I really wouldn't recommend are Charleston Cafe on Roppongi Dori and Blue Point on Platinum Dori (Shirogane). Food was appalling at the former. Service was beyond appalling at both.

Blogging has shown me just how much I talk about food. Though I've always known food was important to me (I once dumped a guy for dipping his pizza in ketchup), I didn't fully realize the extent of my obsession.

Anyway, off to bed. Must wake up earlyish tomorrow to attend my grandfather's "funeral anniversary", for lack of a better term. I am re-integrating myself into society, slowly but surely...



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