While sipping on our cold teas and eating sansrival with plastic forks, we talked about how are families never really ask you how you are. It's true, isn't it? Family members never truly ask you how they are (I think I blogged about this already). Every time I hang out with my sister and she asks me how I am, I'm never really compelled to tell her about everything or even anything. She asks "How are you?" and I answer I'm okay simply because that's expected of me. I'm supposed to answer "I'm okay" even if my heart is breaking inside and I want to rant about that man that I just want to throw off a hill. Same is true for my uncle, my grandmother and even my dad who I live with and have contact with on a daily basis.
The good thing is that Holly did make a point... Friends really ask us how they are. Real friends know when you are down on the dumps or hungry to fall in love. They may judge you but they also tell you the truth. Now that one good thought because I know when I'm no longer with my blood and I'm on my own, there are at least a couple of people out there that I can be truly open to.
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| KIKUFUJI! The best! |
Then yesterday, The Certified Olympian showed me one of the best Japanese restaurants I've ever been to. I've never tasted sea food that good and I can honestly say that I've been craving to go back. Fresh tuna, salmon and gindara! It's been a long time since I've had good gindara (the last time being in Kimpura and I can't really afford that without my family). Restaurants like these make me want to live in the city. I can't wait to get my own place and eat out then try to replicate what I eat when I have people over. Hopefully, this year I'll be able to!
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| First serving! |
Can't wait for more Mondays and Tuesdays in the future!
