Last August, you may or may not recall, I began working as a writer for Uproxx.com’s Life section. This was huge. This meant that I could quit my job at the eye doctor’s office and get paid just as much for doing what I actually loved to do.
When I finally received my first paycheck in the mail a month later, I decided I wanted to blow it on the omakase experience I’d put on my 30 Before 30 list. What better way to celebrate finally achieving my dream job, right? Fritter everything away from the get-go?
Anyway, time passed, as it does. Finally, this month I decided it was going to happen.
And happen, it did! I made reservations at one of the top-rated Japanese grills in town, Raku, and waited for Saturday to arrive.
So how was it? In a word, delicious. I drank nearly an entire bottle of sake by myself (sorry, Mr. D.D.), interspersed throughout the ten little courses we were given. And the courses! From the house-made tofu served with bonito flakes, chives, fresh ginger, and dipped in soy sauce to the strawberry sorbet at the end, it was perfect. There was even foie gras! I would have put that on my 30 Before 30 list, but it was just too ridiculous/unethical to even consider!
So, yeah. Freaking fantastic. The best part about it was that it wasn’t too much food. I was worried by the time the second-to-last course arrived–the foie gras served over rice–thinking I might not be able to make it much further, but then the sorbet came with the check and that was that.
I’m no food critic, and so I really don’t have much else to say beyond that. But sum conclusion: it was so, so worth it. Yeah, I blew that first paycheck. But I also got to buy myself (and aforementioned D.D.) a once-in-a-lifetime experience. With my own money. That I earned doing something I love.