I went looking for a Chinese restaurant today. Upon opening
my menu I soon came to realize this was a Japanese restaurant. (Stupid GPS.) Now,
I hate Japanese food like any person who isn't a woman. Every word on the menu
disappointingly ended in 'roll'. I looked around to see if I could sneak out
but I was the only customer and my booth was directly in eye shot of both the
cashier and the guy wearing the Karate Kid's bandana, making more 'rolls'. I
look out the storefront window to see my Japanese Subaru three feet away at eye
level staring at me disapprovingly. There was no way I could leave. In the
distance I could see my waitress approaching. She was pretty. (Damn). Definitely
no hope of leaving now. I frantically scanned the menu for anything that
wouldn't make me throw up and/or would win me points with my new Japanese
girlfriend. I thought she'd approve of my choice like a waiter presenting a
list of... "Sweet! They have Chinese food on the back of the menu! Thank
you Jesus!"
This waitress brought over what would be
Japan's only contribution to my
tummy this night; an appetizer of deep fried, fried bits and dipping sauces. The
one I recognized as duck sauce; the other was a smallish bowl of awful.
For some reason they made the best Chinese
food I've ever had though. I had a vegetable lo mein which was seared very well
at a high heat and had a little more sauce than I've been accustomed to. I
couldn't enjoy it however as I spent all of my time inventing Japanese
etiquette to impress this young lady. I guess they sit up straight? It seemed
to work, we smiled a lot at each other. Good enough for a first date. She
dropped off my check and in doing so told me her name or rather I got it off
the check. This beautiful Japanese maiden must have a beautiful Japanese name too like...Dorris?
Really? Dorris? Whatever. I'll see you same time same place next week, Dorris.
Yuki Hana
3628-3632
Atlantic Brigantine Blvd.
Brigantine,
NJ 08203
609-266-7608/9900
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