Me + Japanese restaurant where they play with fire = OMGWTFTOOHOT!!!



I went with Chris and Chris Benard (who also blogged about the restaurant.) to Kobe for their friend's birthday tonight. Kobe is a Japanese restaurant where they fix the food at your table right in front of you. Before we went, Erin had told me it was so much fun.

I am such an easy person to keep happy. Easy easy easy. I have only one requirement. Everybody on my flist knows exactly what it is. Cold. That's it.

Kobe wasn't cold. It wasn't even sort of cool...or warm. It was hot. Our table wasn't ready. We had to wait for an hour for it. And I just got hotter and hotter and drank large amounts of Sprite.

At Kobe, they like their fire. A LOT. The whole point of the restaurant is to sit around a VERY HOT COOKING SURFACE that they use to make VERY LARGE FLAMES. And people sit around these flames shooting up to the ceiling.....and watch the guy cook their food. So the restaurant is like sitting in a kitchen. A very hot firey kitchen where people ooooh and ahhhh at the fire.

I was not oooohing or ahhhhing. I just wanted air conditioning.

So while food was being cooked, I was the antisocial freak and I left and went to the car and turned on the ac. Just stepping outside to cool off wasn't an option since it got up to 93 today. It was still in the high 80s when we were there eating.

I called Erin and asked her, "Is Kobe always like hell?" Erin was very confused....and then she thought...."oooooh. I didn't think about that. It's always hot because of the fire. You'll hate it! I totally forgot! Sorry, Jen."

*sighs*

The food was all right. But I'd had so much Sprite and water that I wasn't really hungry. And I had started to get a horrible headache. And I felt like a weirdo, because let's face it, sitting in a car with the ac running while everyone else is inside isn't exactly normal behaviour. I suck at being normal. Most of the time that's a good thing. Today, just really annoying. So I was really ready to go by the time we left.

And then Chris Benard got pissed off on drive back and he grabbed his jelly beans and went home without ever telling me what rubber feet were.

And then Chris apologized to me for taking to me to a restaurant with fire as the main attraction.

And then I apologized to him for being so sensitive to the heat.

And I got on aim and apologized to Chris Benard.

*laughs*

Friday was fun. But I don't want to talk about it now. I'm going to go to bed instead. It's currently 58.7 degrees in my bedroom and I'm wearing a hoodie and covered in blankets.