Wednesday, January 6, 2010
November 4, 2009
5:01 pm pst
While dining at a Sushi restaurant, an elderly Japanese lady comes and sits on the chair next to me and orders a few items
from the chef. As we wait for our food, we strike up a conversation. She can barely put together a sentence in English and
I haven't the slightest clues beyond Konichiwa and Sayonara.
My dragon roll arrives followed by a few pieces of sashimi which I gobble up in no time. As I am sipping hot green after my
main entree, her plate with an assortment of rolls arrived.
To my surprise, before taking a single bite herself, she offered the plate my way to pick a piece I liked best.
What a wonderful reminder of dining etiquette for my 19 years of race towards a "Mine", "Me" and "I"
I remember in coffee shops from my childhood, the person pouring the milk or passing the sugar - typically the host, was
the last one to take it himself in case it ran out before others had a chance to partake.
All I could think was - "I let my mom down today".
Thank you Madam Michiko for teaching me values I cherish but often forget to practice.
My thought of the Day comes from Sigmund Freud
"When we share - that is poetry in the prose of life."
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