one day, my totally bomba~* friend decided it was time to get me some teppanyaki. so off we went.
in case you don’t know what teppanyaki is (and i seriously doubt that’s the case, since my five readers all seem to be foodies), it’s basically a japanese-style cuisine where they cook on a hot griddle right in front of you, so it’s half cooking and half circus (in a good way). benihana, i think it’s also called. traditionally (i think anyway), teppanyaki chefs put on an acrobatic show where they will juggle the ingredients and the cooking utensils around, creating a very dramatic presentation.
these days (at least in socal), teppan chefs seem to do less, but that could just be me. in a number of teppanyaki restaurants nowadays, teppan chefs will simply cook your food minus the show, or a very minimal show. a shame, but it is what it is. i suspect you’d either have to go to japan or find a pretty authentic (read hidden) place in j-town in order to enjoy the theatrical teppan experience. but hey, at least the food tastes the same, something to be thankful for.
in a typical teppanyaki restaurant, you sit around the griddle, oftentimes with strangers (unless you have seven to eight people, in which case you would get your own teppan station). the wait staff will take your order, then the chef will appear to cook everybody’s food.
i want to thank my bomba~* friend for making this happen, my cousin’s cat for giving me permission to go outside that day, my neighbor’s avocado tree for not dropping anything on my foot, the bird that flies around my place for not crapping on my car, my . . .