To get three Michelin stars – the highest offered – is supposed to mean that it’s worth taking a trip to a country to try that restaurant’s food.
While it seems pretty biased towards French food, it’s interesting to note that a small sushi restaurant in a Toyko subway station received three stars.
We pause this blog entry to let that fact sink in:
- It’s a Michelin three star restaurant.
- In a subway station.
Should also mention that there’s no bathroom.
Couldn’t see my dad for father’s day so instead got together with him this week and we caught a showing of Jiro Dreams of Sushi, a documentary about the restaurant.
Both of us thought it was pretty good although, like some other reviewers, thought it spent too much time talking about how great the sushi was rather than showing it. Minor quibble though.
When you’re a kid, because of what you’ve been told and seen on Disney, y’expect things and people to look the part. The hero’s always handsome, the monster’s always monstrous.
Here’s my takeaway from it: You can find greatness everywhere, oftentimes, in the most unexpected places. And things are never as they seem
My fencing instructor’s out for a month or more. So I taught the class after all.
The first class was last night and I found that my key to the classroom didn’t work. Luckily someone let me in. After some minor mishaps, we got into a groove.
Am pretty sure I’m not ready to teach the class.
But he thinks I am so I’ll do it and hope that I do as good a job as he has. I’m grateful for the confidence.
Location: yesterday night, fiddling with keys on West 72nd
Music: too close to the edge. Let’s see if I know the ledge