shabu shabu and the village
I went to Montreal with my good friend Luke yesterday. It was a whimsical event. We left yesterday afternoon around 1 and got into the city around 3. Then we got lost until around 6ish. We were supposed to go to this restaurant that he liked, but it closed. So we headed into the center of the city to find a place to eat. There was this cute little Japanese restaurant underground from a huge bank that we went to. This was the first time I've eaten Japanese so I was hesitant. First things first, they didn't have forks or spoons, it was all chopsticks. I've never used chopsticks until yesterday so I had to learn really quick or I wasn't going to eat. We started the evening off with a pot of green tea. The leaves were picked right off of the plant!!!! awesome.... and a bottle of Sake, which was served HOT... and shiite was it strong. A wonderful Burn. Then we had this Veggie Tempura appetizer which was fucking delicious, and our main course was Shabu Shabu for two.
They brought out this little propane oven and a huge bowl of beef broth water. Then the woman boiled the water and started throwing raw meat and veggies into the water. The water was so hot that the meat was cooked in about 4 seconds. The plate of meat and veggies and tofu was the size of a table and we went to town. All and all it took us about 2 hours to finish the Shabu Shabu and Sake. I was loose and ready to cruise the town. We got on the subway system and went to this place called Beaudry Station. When we got upstairs and walked out onto the street I felt strange. Something wasn't right. My first observation was there isn't a single female on the street. Then I notice the McDonalds is painted in rainbow colors, the bank is rainbowed EVERYTHING WAS RAINBOW. It was a gay village. All of the chain stores were run by only gay men. It was sooooooooooo weird. Luke and I went into a Starbucks and the second we walked through the door every single man in the room looked over at me. Now, this happens anytime in public, a gay man always checks out a guy the second he walks through a door just to see if he's hot, but never have I had this reaction come from 20+ guys at the same time. It was like a zombie movie or something. All of the homeless people kept begging in french for change, the old fags were either hitting on me or calling me a slut in french and other things. It was like Luke and I were the two main characters in the movie Lost in Translation. CRAZY.
They brought out this little propane oven and a huge bowl of beef broth water. Then the woman boiled the water and started throwing raw meat and veggies into the water. The water was so hot that the meat was cooked in about 4 seconds. The plate of meat and veggies and tofu was the size of a table and we went to town. All and all it took us about 2 hours to finish the Shabu Shabu and Sake. I was loose and ready to cruise the town. We got on the subway system and went to this place called Beaudry Station. When we got upstairs and walked out onto the street I felt strange. Something wasn't right. My first observation was there isn't a single female on the street. Then I notice the McDonalds is painted in rainbow colors, the bank is rainbowed EVERYTHING WAS RAINBOW. It was a gay village. All of the chain stores were run by only gay men. It was sooooooooooo weird. Luke and I went into a Starbucks and the second we walked through the door every single man in the room looked over at me. Now, this happens anytime in public, a gay man always checks out a guy the second he walks through a door just to see if he's hot, but never have I had this reaction come from 20+ guys at the same time. It was like a zombie movie or something. All of the homeless people kept begging in french for change, the old fags were either hitting on me or calling me a slut in french and other things. It was like Luke and I were the two main characters in the movie Lost in Translation. CRAZY.