The evening begun with another fine tradition: teaching a Swedish jerk how get
food into mouth with chopsticks. Never seem to learn the technique quite right.
There was some slight progress this time though, thanks to Tom who showed me a
couple of useful tricks. (Angle is everything! Angle is everything!).
Every time I slipped, Shin (who pulled of one final Doobie Brothers escape to join us for
dinner) comforted me. It appeared his chopstick skills used to suck too. Sharp-eyed Keith
Emerson of Emerson, Lake and Palmer even pointed out Shin held his sticks funny once (he told us).
Nobu - professional beer drinker
We ate and drank (Nobu!) like kings for hours. (Sitting on the plane the next day, I am still
stuffed and reject all airplane food making the stewardesses suspicious: what's wrong with our food?).
Said another farewell to everybody. Thank you for a first class Korean barbecue evening!
Shin and I took a cab to my hotel. Yet another bye-bye. A kingdom for a bed! Zzzzz…
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