I'm in a weird holding pattern. Next week is becoming this "BIG WEEK" in my mind, from both a work and personal perspective, and I can't wait for it to get here. As a firm believer of not wishing your life away, this attitude of mine is really grating on me - because I can't stop wishing it was Monday already. First world problems.
Aaah, yes. I remember the days of Mallorca with Ms K where the hardest thing I had to do was decide where to eat. I wasn't wishing anything away then.
The problem with loving Japanese as much as I do, is that a sub-standard experience can send me into a spiral of despair at having wasted a meal. And Japanese abroad is always fraught with danger. Unless you're in Japan, obviously. Thankfully Tahini served me well, and a happy little me was not only suitably sated, but got to sit at the bar watching the skilled sushi chefs at work up close.
If only I wasn't a complete freak about kitchen smells and greasiness, a deep fryer would be very handy for a little tempura action at home. Alas. It will never be.
If you're near Puerto Portals in Mallorca, go. Totally worth it, and one of the best posh restaurants for basic Japanese dishes I've been to.
Look how happy we are! Doesn't that just make you want to go?