Ross: I studied ka-ra-te for a long time, and there’s a concept you should really be familiar with. It’s what the Japanese call unagi.
Rachel: Isn’t that a kind of sushi?
Ross: No, it’s a concep—
Phoebe: Yeah, it is, it is. It’s freshwater eel.
Ross: Okay, maybe it means that, too. –Friends
Friday Match and I finally got to have a really nice date night. We hopped on the Bart and headed to San Francisco for sushi and I was able to cross off #20 on my Project 52 List.
We both love taking the Bart because it is so relaxing compared to driving in SF. The traffic and the crazy drivers stress us both out. Plus parking alone can cost up to $20 and the train is a lot less expensive. There is always great people watching to be had on public transportation too.
When we got to San Francisco we made the mistake of not knowing exactly where we were going to eat. We thought we would just find something near the Embarcadero stop. Unfortunately that’s near the financial district, which basically shuts down at 5pm. We ended up walking all the way down to Union Square, near all the fancy shops with acronyms like BCBSNC and DKNY. There we finally stumbled upon Hana Zen.
We were lucky enough to be seated right away (on a Friday night with no reservations!) and the first thing we ordered was our favorite Nigori Sake. If you haven’t tried cold sake, you are missing out. It’s one of the sweetest sakes and it goes great with spicy tuna rolls.
We ordered four different rolls and they were all melt in your mouth deliciousness.
We had a great window seat and were able to watch the hustle and bustle of the city. We also got to see a really drunk guy pee all over his buddy’s car before crawling into the passenger seat. It was pretty funny because it wasn’t even 8pm! Who gets that trashed that early?
After dinner we decided to try to find a pub to get a night cap. Unfortunately we had trouble finding one and I, the Queen of the Teeny Bladder had to pee. So we found a Jack in the Box that had a public restroom. Match was still hungry even after all that sushi (damn his amazing metabolism!) so he ordered a burger while I ventured past a group of women who I was pretty sure were prostitutes on the way to the bathroom. It had one of those tokens to get in, and when I did, I walked right into two people hooking up in the bathroom. Luckily I didn’t see much, just a quick scramble of clothes and bodies moving apart but I was still totally grossed out. Needless to say I had to use my hovering skills on that toilet seat!!
After the disturbing bathroom experience I was pretty beat. My feet were also throbbing since I insisted on wearing my cute boots even though I knew they would be uncomfortable. Never again! I did my best to not complain but I was so beat. We’d both been up since 430am and even though dinner was amazing, I wanted nothing more than to get home to my comfy sweats. When I admitted this to Match he said, “Oh thank god! I’m so ready to go home, but I didn’t want to cut our date short.” 🙂 I love that we’re both such homebodies. We both agreed that dinner was great, but next time I will wear comfy shoes and we will have a better game plan of where we want to go afterwards.
After a piggy back ride from the Bart to our car because my feet would just not work, we finally got home. We settled onto the couch with beers, our pajama jams, and Call of Duty. It was the perfect end to a lovely date night with my husband.