Kinda weird but I've had a steady diet of Japanese food the last few weeks. Last night was the latest at a Yakitori restaurant in Chelsea. Other places in the last month have been from Soba-ya to Sugiyama, which I didn't even know was a highly regarded restaurant. I can mark that off the list of top ten restaurants in NYC(according to Zagats).
Last night I was asked about the usual topic, dating. There must be something on my forehead that says, "ask me about something I'm terrible at." Same story as usual -- can't find the right man, still looking for him, what advice can you give me. This was the 3rd dinner in a week about this topic. I qualify my statements by telling them I'm probably not the best person to ask about this topic because my recent history isn't a happy one. Then I tell them reality -- that they're still young and they shouldn't pressure themselves. I complete my advice with, "shoot for the stars and you'll land on the moon." Kinda catchy. I may have to trademark that. That's pretty much it. Nothing groundbreaking or super insightful. As you can tell from my blog, there's really nothing insightful. Enjoy life is the best advice.
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