I was a moody, timid child. Glad to say those traits have improved to a vast degree. Part of that is just maturity, I suppose. Still, my SO and I tend to sit quiet while another might speak up in complaint of this or that, especially at restaurants.
The other day at a local Japanese eatery enjoying a bowl of savory Osaka soba (tender pork rib meat with thick noodles in a rich broth), I decided to speak up about something very different from complaint. Having learned it’s possible to order off menu, I bolstered my courage and asked our friendly waitress if the chef would ever agree to make okonomiyaki.
Her face lit up! She asked my name, telling me to call ahead to make the request, and said we would call it the Darla Special. I am tickled pink. SO suggested that could be my birthday meal later this month.
Here is a Wikipedia article on those savory Japanese pancakes if you are interested. There are many variations and I made up my mind to give the chef his choice if asked. I like to think trusting his judgment would impress him as well as being the wisest way to go. These men and women in the kitchen know what they’re doing.
|My Breakfast, Leftover Osaka Udon|
Definitely no 'Consolation Prize'
Now I will just have to laugh if I end up not liking it and already have a contingency plan. If it’s not to my liking, I’ll just act like I struggled to decide before leaving the house and then request the standard noodle dish. ~grin~ Amusingly, the proprietress asked if I’d ever been to Osaka upon my first excited order of that udon. I answered, “I wish!” My reply amused her. I will admit over the phone that pickled ginger doesn’t agree with me (probably sacrilege, but oh, well).
Have you eaten any of the foods I mentioned?