I feel as though I am losing my chopsticks skill. If you looked at the picture, you have probably already realized that I am not talking about those piano skills that too many of us claim to have. I am talking about the ability to move tiny bits of food to your mouth using either metal or wood sticks.
Years ago, when I lived in Japan (and for years after I came back) chopsticks were my go to implements for food consumption. I felt confident enough to eat scrambled eggs with them. I ate salad with them. I even ate a fish and picked around the bones (note: I have never eaten a muffin or ice cream cone with them–which my students do).
Today’s lunch was a fantastic Korean dish had at a restaurant just south of Yonge and Bloor called Oja. The restaurant was rather tiny, but that only enhanced the atmosphere. There were quite a number of items on the menu that I wanted to eat, but I settled on this one. I certainly didn’t disappoint myself.
Choosing food as Today’s Perfect Moment seems like a safe bet, but you might want to reconsider. Meals can turn out badly and a delicious lunch could easily be overshadowed by an even more delicious dinner.
Sadly, that perfect moment was interrupted by boarding the subway home in what shouldn’t have been rush hour. Uncomfortable is not a word I like to throw around much, but that’s what it was.
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