Dad & I went to Robata Grill & Sushi for a lovely lunch today. When I saw Dad's hand on the pretty green wasabi, I warned him- that' s hot mustard, it goes in the dish with soy sauce, not directly in your mouth! Oh, said he. He had a lovely obento special for $10.50 that included Teriyaki Chicken, Deep Fried Scallops, Salad, Miso Soup, fresh fruit, and an eel-cucumber roll (hense the wasabi). I had a combo of Teriyaki Salmon and Tempura. About three quarters of the way through our meal Dad suddenly looked like he was choking! Coughing, teary-eyes and redfaced suddenly, I jumped out of my seat thinking he'd inhaled something, and started patting his back and trying to remember the Heimlich maneuver. However, as he calmed down he said that it was something too 'hot', and I looked at the empty spot the wasabi tower had been. He'd forgotten that he wasn't to eat it. Next time, I'll have to ask the waiter to hold the wasabi from his plate.
Friday, December 04, 2009
The Wasabi Incident
Posted by Anna Haight at 11:39 PM
Labels: Japanese, Mill Valley
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2 comments:
A friend of mine used to say you could spread wasabi on the hood of a car that wouldn't start in winter and the car would start! That stuff has real power! The incident with your Dad would be funny if it weren't so sad. Hang in there.
I've always wondered about Robata, I'm glad to hear it's good. I remember one of the first times I had sushi, I thought a large chunk of avocado had fallen out of one of my rolls. Lucky for me I was informed it was wasabi and I should not eat it!
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