Omaha and I had a chance to go out for the evening since Kouryou-chan was doing an overnight and Storm was at her mother's. We chose to hit Mashiko's, the "sustainable sushi" place in West Seattle. We were feeling moderately adventurous, so we got the "moderately adventurous" five-course dinner for two ( Read more... )

The power went out last night. Desperate for a hot meal and no power with which to cook it, we let Kouryou-chan choose a restaurant. We ended up at the Outback ( Read more... )

Omaha and I went out to one of our favorite restaurants, Mashiko, also known as SushiWhore, and the sole proprietorship of dedicated chef Hajime Sato. Although it's one of the most expensive restaurants in the city, Omaha and I love it for its challenging "chef's choice" menus and for its dedication to using only sustainable fishery products ( Read more... )

Omaha and I, for our anniversary, went to a restaurant called Elemental Next Door. The menu was hand-written on a roll of artpaper that scrolled out a broad, wood-panel-enclothed support beam a few feet from the door. The music was popular and slightly intrusive. The tables were all unique one-of-a-kind heavy wooden constructs, and along one ( Read more... )

The other day, we took Stormy out to dinner for her 14th birthday. I am so not ready for her to be 14. We went to her favorite restaurant, a Japanese hibachi steakhouse she loves, where we feasted and gave her gifts and had a good time ( Read more... )

Red Robin has these little folded boxes of advertising at every table. About the size of a coffee cup, these little cubes display nationwide specials and menu experiments. The treat of these things is that, on the bottom where all the tabs are put together by bored restaurant staff every quarter, there used to be a cute comment by the designer ( Read more... )

Omaha and I stopped by the Racha Noodels and Thai Cuisine at Queen Anne, which used to be one of our favorite restaurants when I worked in that neighborhood. It's still fine, but I think our tastes have changed ( Read more... )

Omaha and I went to Black Angus down in Federal Way, one of those restaurants that, once upon a time, actually gave a damn about their steaks, but apparently that's fallen by the wayside. It's more like a slightly quieter and less impressive Claim Jumper. The lights all have that annoying 50Hz flicker to them, which was driving my eyes crazy. I ( Read more... )

Omaha and I have now twice been to Mashiko's, better known as SushiWhore.com, the official restaurant of Hajime Sato, one of Seattle's premier Japanese chefs ( Read more... )

Omaha and I went to The Mark, a restaurant in Olde Burien, the tiny one-block core of the ancient founding of my little city. The Mark is in a deal with the Burien Little Theater to provide "dinner and a show," in which you buy your tickets through the Theater, and get $20 off any entree. (The term 'entree' is very specific: if you buy an entree ( Read more... )