So on Saturday we went to Tokyo Diner in Lancaster, a Beni Hana kind of place where they cook the food in front of you on a huge grill. Alyssa and Drew were spellbound the first time we went there, and this second time was no exception. Drew watched wide-eyed as the chef spun an egg around on his spatula and flipped it into his hat. Then Drew froze and got big-time scared when the chef set the grill on fire and a big mushroom of flame ballooned up to the ceiling.
The best part, though, is when the chef flipped pieces of shrimp into our mouths. Drew opened his mouth as instructed, but the chef couldn’t get the flip right. Then he turned the spatula around and fired the shrimp overhand into Drew’s mouth like a rocket. I only wish I had a camera to capture Drew’s expression. First we saw the shrimp blast into Drew’s mouth. Then Drew’s eyes bugged out–we thought for a moment that he was going to choke! Then we thought he was going to spit it out, but he just had no idea what to do. Then we told him to eat it. He looked at us and began to chew slowly and suspiciously. I don’t know if he’ll ever trust us again, but the look on his face was priceless.