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[jchrisobrien]

There is a lot of decent stuff going on this weekend:  parties, gaming, dancing, and drinking.  There is nothing intrinsically different about this upcoming weekend than many other weekends in the past, but there's nothing intrinsically different about a big plate of your favorite sushi either.  Nine times out of ten it's going to be delicious every time you eat it. 

*puts on napkin, picks up his chopsticks

Dig in!

Comments

speaking of sushi

[alonewiththemoon]

I could not help but think of you when I read the following in today's Globe's review of Haru, over in the Pru:

Adding an element of intimacy to all of this is the spacing of the tables and insulated interiors. Voices carry; but they don't assault. Incredibly, the best seats in the house are at one table toward the back of the dining room. It's a virtual island and confers upon whoever's dining at it the illusion of public privacy - you are free to survey and be surveyed, but at a polite remove. The lack of contiguousness is pretty exhilarating. For people who make ecstatic noise when they have a good piece of fish, this is the most functional of tables. No one can hear you moan.