Monday, June 16, 2014

Two Peas In A Pod / Father's Day With Alex



Song:  White Angel

Artist:  Florian Bur



Two Peas In A Pod  :)

I am walking Alex to his class.

On Fridays...
Alex's Mother will accompany us to the University and wait with me
while Alex is in his class.

We will just sit in the student lounge in air conditioned comfort...
and read our favorite books.

We will then go out to eat.



We are walking back to the car after his class.



Alex is getting so big.

I know I look stiff in this picture.

There is a bonehead story behind this.

On Tuesday...
during my regular accompaniment of Alex during his 1/4 mile Farmer's Walk...
I suffered some burns to my feet.

As Alex's exercise schedule had only recently been moved to much earlier in the day
to fit in with his new class schedule...
and as I am usually asleep during the heat of the day...
I walked with Alex as I normally do as he did the Farmer's Walk.

Ok...
here comes the boneheaded part...
I usually walked with him barefooted as it is cool after the sun sets.

I had looked down at my sandals before heading out...
and I had actually said to myself......nah.

The funny thing is...
 the sidewalk had not felt too hot.

It was only after we had gone halfway that I had noticed that I had large heat blisters
on the bottoms of both feet.  

So, being that we were already at the halfway point...
it was too late to go back to get some shoes on.

 So, for the rest of the way back...
I walked on the outer edges of my feet.

Yes...
by the time we got back...
I then had blisters on the outer edges of my feet too.  :)

By the time Friday came around...
although I was able to walk more like a human 
instead of like a Mountain Gorilla...
I was still in pain just standing.

Like I have said...
I can be such a bonehead :)



The library is in this building.


After we left the University...
we headed out to our favorite Casino for dinner...The Atlantis.

They have a great seafood buffet on Friday nights.

My wife and Alex filled up on all you can eat...
iced crab legs...
peeled iced shrimp...
smoked trout...
and my wife also had Prime Rib.

After I had a large plate of peeled iced shrimp...
some iced crab legs...
and some smoked trout...
 I decided to eat some Mexican food...
and so I ate 10 full sized tacos
(I LOVE tacos).

The taco meat here was very good...
and the assorted fixings to go with them were fresh.

They reminded me of how my mother used to make them for us when I was young.

Their Mexican food here is better than at most dedicated Mexican restaurants.

I was so in heaven just eating everything...
I had forgotten to take any food pictures.


When Saturday rolled around...
I hadn't realized how tired I was.

I had slept 12 - 13 hours...
and when I had awakened...
it was 8:30 PM

(It must have been the semi hibernation effect.
I keep my room at 66 degrees...
and I filled up on huge amounts of food shortly before a blissful slumber :)


Alex was just happily typing away on his laptop...
and I had awakened to a nice dinner.


On Sunday...
after Alex had completed his daily studies...
I took him to one of the local outdoor pools so he could enjoy 
a good hour of swimming.

Afterwards...
Alex did his normal Sunday weight training routine...
took his shower...
and I then just relaxed in my room for awhile.

Then near dinner time...
Alex had this handmade card for me on the table.

This is the treat all parents love...
a message straight from the heart of his child.


Neither Alex, nor I, can seem to draw
(however, it doesn't matter...I love his drawings.
They convey the purity and innocence of his heart).

His handwriting is better than mine.

Although I now have very good gross motor control
(I had very poor gross motor control also, when I was very young)...
there seems to be a disconnect in our brains 
prohibiting us from performing fine motor movements.

I can picture great works of art to draw...
however, my hands just don't seem to get the message.

To this day...
I merely draw humans as stick figures...
or as geometrical shapes...
otherwise...well...
Two Peas In A Pod  :)


As it was near dinner time...
Alex and I went out to one of our favorite restaurants
(my wife wasn't feeling well so we brought her back some food).

We had Teppanyaki.

We were all set for a grand meal...
for we had each ordered the best plate.

A large Filet Mignon...
Lobster Tail...
Shrimp...
Scallops...
Chicken Breast...
and Fried Rice...
along with the delicious accompanying vegetables...
Miso Soup...and a salad.

Yes...
we were set for a grand meal...
but it was not to be
(although it had ended well).

There were eight others there with us...
all seated around the Teppanyaki grill...
all there for a Father's Day feast.

 We were sitting there when this waitress appeared...
and although she appeared to be new at her job...
it was her attitude which had struck me as odd.

She seemed to harbor resentment toward us.

Her actions were slovenly...
her demeanor was as if we were a bother to her.

Ok...
I was not going to make a scene and ruin the atmosphere...yet.

So...
after she had taken our orders...
off she went.

I had seen the party across from us get their chef...
and the show began for them.

I was hungry, so my appetite was building as I watched their food being cooked.

After close to an hour of sitting with no chef for us...
I thought that any excuse of it being busy would have been invalid.

I got up and I talked to a head waitress.
I asked what the reason could possibly be for us not having a chef at our table.

She apologized.
She said that our waitress must not have placed the order.

While I was talking with the manager...
I said how the waitress had come by every so often...
and how some other waitresses had come by...
even after the long delay...
and not one of them thought it strange that we had been sitting there so long...
empty plated, and with no chef in sight.

I was, quite frankly...
 steamed.

Of course...
the manager was quite apologetic...
and as I was talking to him at our table...
although I kept things civil...
after his apology...
I could only look him in the eyes and say...
"Sorry is so easily said".

Although I hadn't known it at the time...
 he had understood what I had meant.

Hmm...
we would not see our former waitress for the rest of the night.

I think that they relieved her of her position not because of her incompetence...
but because they were afraid I would have made a scene were she to go back to our table.

Ok...
the chef arrived...
I was determined to enjoy the meal.

The chef began his show.

He put down lots of food and cooked it with flair.

He then began plating our appetizers...
with only one problem...
he had given us the wrong appetizers.

I corrected him...
he then looked at the seating menu our former waitress had made.

I said to him...
"She had gotten that wrong too...right?"

I then double checked that she had taken the rest of the order correctly...
NO!

I told the chef what we wanted...
and how he would like it cooked.

Ok...
no problem.

As the chef was cooking...
I was watching him filet the Mignon...
and I then watched him prepare the meat.

I just had the feeling something else would go wrong.

Sure enough...
although I had told him that our meat was to be Medium Well...
 he was preparing the meat as if it were to be more rare.

I looked at him...
and he then said as a way to double check because of my quizical look at him...
"You wanted this Medium right?"

Ok...
no problem...
I simply said that we wanted it Medium WELL.

The chef was trying...
he was putting in effort...
really...no problem.

Then he piled the rice bowls in the grill cleaning slot...
proceeded to fill them with fried rice...
and he then began to put them ON the main eating plates!

When he got to us...
I simply pulled back our plates...
and ever so politely pointed to the counter.

I didn't want to say anything.
I just knew were I to start talking...
words of condemnation would have erupted before I could stop them.

Why the other customers had allowed him to do this to them...baffled me.

Those main plates were to hold the rest of the meal.

You NEVER place anything which is not food...
other than the previously protected silverware...
on the plate you are then going to eat on. 

Ok...
anyway...
the food came...
we ate...
it was delicious.

Things were going well...
Alex and I decided to have a bowl of white rice to finish off our meals with.

I asked the new waitress for the rice...
she smiled...went off...and 10 minutes later...
still NO rice!

The new waitress then came up to me a few minutes later...
and with a sweet disposition and a shy smile...
she said that they had run out of white rice  :)

She then said that they were making more fried rice...
and then asked me if that would be ok.

Of course...
upon hearing this...
 I had immediately thought...
what were they making the fried rice with?

Was it white rice that was to old to eat as white rice?

Hmm...
I thought it better to not think about it too much  :)

Yes...
that would be fine...
I replied.


I couldn't believe it.
I just started to chuckle.

What a calamity of an evening.


We got our desserts...
ate them...
I packed up our to go food...
and I asked for the check.

There was no need to calculate anything as I would be leaving no tip.

We had gotten our bills in the standard leather booklets.

I opened up ours, and in it I saw...
a post it note with a smiley face and the words...
"Thank You"...
and no bill
(Normally, it would have cost about $125.00 with tip).

The manager had...
in the end...
given me a true apology.

I didn't say anything to the other patrons...
as I had seen they had bills.

We quietly got up and made our way to the exit.

Just outside the Teppanyaki room...
the manager greeted us with a handshake and another apology.

I gladly shook his hand.

He had shown me that he knew how to properly rectify their wrong.

He then told me that when he learned of our order for the rice...
and how they had been out of it...
he thought I was going to start yelling  :)

We both laughed and he told me he hoped to see me again.

I gave him a nod affirming I would...
and we parted with good feelings all around.


Alex enjoying a Mango Mousse Cake.


On the way home...
I told Alex of how well the manager had handled the situation in the end.

I told him the importance of not merely giving someone words
stating how sorry they are for a mistake on their part.

It is far more important to show you are sorry...
by correcting the situation with interest.

If the fault is yours...
and you had spilled liquid on another person...
you would not only say you were sorry...
you would give them money for their cleaning bill...
and some extra for their inconvenience.

Should you accidently bump someone...
you would face them and give a small bow or a nod of the head
as you apologized.

By giving extra effort...
it shows that you are willing to give more than the cost of the misstep.

This is showing you are truly sorry...
and, like the manager had made sure of by his true apology...
both would then part...feeling good.













2 comments:

  1. After your buffet feast, I wouldn't have been surprised if you had hibernated for months. ;) Glad the manager rectified the poor service at your teppanyaki dinner. Sounds like you and Alex made the best of it on Father's Day.

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  2. Yes, It had turned out to be a nice day...with a perfect opportunity for me to teach Alex a valuable point.

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