An overview of our food. Ironically, Mark's shirt says, "poison" but trust me it tasted nothing like poison.
Uemura-Sensei imagining Victor's description of something truly wonderful to get that dreamy look in her eye.
As we sit down to order, everyone else crowds around the other table. I, with my camera, am going the other way, closer to the wall so that I can fit everyone into the photo.





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