For my birthday, we went out to Shogun, one of those Japanese teppanyaki places where they cook on the table. Hubby and I actually got our wires crossed--I thought we were staying home and he was grilling steaks (he's way better than most restaurants, and that's not just affection talking). He thought I wanted to go out and had no food purchased. So I took my time working out after work, and ended up rushing through a shower so I didn't have to sweat all over the place.
This was the first time at a place like this for the kids. Charlotte loved everything about it. Trystan wasn't so sure. Lots of noise and big flames. But sometime during the chef's spatula flipping, Trystan relaxed a bit. Knowing him, he was taking notes and will soon be attempting to spin various kitchen utensils.
I didn't get a good shot of myself or my husband, just the kids and the chef. The food was great, and I ate way too much. And then we stopped by Dairy Queen on the way home for ice cream in lieu of cake. Between our monthly birthday celebration at work (which happened to fall yesterday as well), and Trystan's 3rd on Monday, I think I'll get plenty of cake.
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