listened to the street performer
and meandered our way into a restaurant for sushi and ramen.
Although I didn’t capture it on film (no regrets for living in the moment instead of behind the lens). I will make it a point to acknowledge my children tried eel and squid at the shared table. I am proud of their risk taking and willingness to try something new. We have proudly fed them vegetarian meals but realize this is our choice. We want them to eventually decide for themselves if they want to eat meat. I strongly believe their choice should follow after learning or experiencing otherwise for themselves. What was their reaction? They loved the eel and Henry said the fried squid tasted like a worm. But there you have it, all three ate seafood last night.

Plus, Mimi can translate signs in Little Tokyo. We did get asked if we were sisters and started day dreaming again about a giant trip (nine of us in two families) to Japan. She goes almost every year and I have always wanted to go. But this is the kind of trip you plan, save, dream, plan some more, research, and who knows….I am hopeful. This is a place Joe and I would both love to take for so many reasons: speed train, hello kitty, crazy fashion, fresh noodles, and family history.