Archive for July, 2008

WJW: Cthulhu Tract

Sushi in a bowl. Where have you been all my life?

theatre: the other 355.242199 days of the year.

Do you miss the fringe already? Wondering how to find out about theatre in Montréal during the rest of the year?

The best listing I know of is the QDF Theatre Calendar. It’s available on their website (as PDF, sadly), they’ll mail you a copy if you become a “friend”, or you can find copies lying around theatres like MainLine.

Anyone have any other good resources? Anything I should sign up for? “Check XXX theatre’s schedule on their website” doesn’t work for me, unfortunately.

An American (restaurant) in Tokyo

I’ve been in Tokyo since last Sunday. 2 nights ago I passed by an Anna Miller’s – I was hungry so I figured this was a good cultural experience: an American restaurant, as imagined by the Japanese. Maybe this is how Chinese people feel about the cheap “Chinese” restaurants that populate any North American city.

I was greeted at the door by a waitress wearing the Anna Miller’s uniform, which is hard to describe but doesn’t resemble anything I’ve ever seen in America. Apparently the waitresses are a major selling factor for the restaurant. To each his or her own, I suppose. I was shown to a table and presented with a menu in both English and Kanji. I decided on the steak special, which came with my choice of turmeric rice or bread – fries or potato weren’t listed as options. I wasn’t asked how the steak should be cooked, either. I also ordered a beer. The waitress entered my order into her little computer, disappeared briefly, then dropped off some western cutlery, a moist finger napkin of the type usually offered by Japanese restaurants, and a glass of water.

After about 15 minutes, she reappeared with a glass of local beer, a plate of yellow rice, and a large plate containing steak, fries, a slice of lemon, and an unidentifiable herb as a garnish. I was also invited to choose my desert from a menu: lemon pie, or lime pie. The steak was rare, but should have been at least medium given the quality of the meat. The lemon pie showed up as I was finishing the steak. As advertised, it was just lemon, no meringue.

So all in all, a deeply weird experience, like Japan itself. Unlike Japan; however, it left me with no particular desire to visit again.

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