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Blogging, every once in a while, from the United States of Whatever!
My wife was, to put it mildly, overly doting on our daughters. At breakfast or lunch, she would, using dulcet tones, ask--would you like this? No. How about this? No.
This is where I would interpose, Tell us what you want, if we have the ingredients, we will make it for you.
This was the opening to Midnight Diner:
"When people finish their day and hurry home, my day starts. My diner is open from midnight to seven in the morning. They call it "Midnight Diner". [cut to menu listing "pork miso soup combo, beer, sake, shochu"] That's all I have on my menu. But I make whatever customers request as long as I have the ingredients for it. That's my policy. Do I even have customers? More than you would expect"
Though, I did the 20 questions thing a long time before every hearing about Midnight Diner. Still, I like the way "The Master" thinks and acts.