Tonight after church, Brian and I decided it would be fun to take the boys to a new Japanese Steakhouse for dinner where they cook the food right in front of you. Isaac has been before and calls these restaurants chefanese. I was pretty sure Lucas had been, but we quickly realized that he didn't remember it.
It's prom night in Wake Forest, so we ended up waiting forever for a table and then another forever for a chef.
Out came the soup...both boys devoured it.
Out came the salad...both boys ate all of that.
Out came the complementary edamame due to our excruciatingly long wait...the boys ate all that.
Then finally, the chef arrived. Lucas seemed a little apprehensive, but the chef started tossing around silverware and he watched intently with my one arm around him in his high chair. Then came the water on the burner and steam....a little more apprehensive and a scoot closer to mommy. And then came the fire. When the chef lit it, I held Lucas really close thinking it would be over in a second and back to the fun. But no, the fire resulted in the most horrified little face you could ever imagine followed by my sweet little boy attempting to crawl from his high chair to completely inside mommy's shirt. He sat on my lap whimpering for a few minutes while I tried to talk him through it, but every time the chef set something new on the grill and it sizzled it sent him further into hysterics. Finally all he would repeat is "I want daddy, I want daddy." So I let him run over to daddy. He sat on Brian's lap while the chef finished dinner, and once the chef was gone Brian convinced him it was okay to go back to his chair and eat his dinner.
We put him back into his high chair, and he went back to happy little Lucas just stuffing his face full of dinner.
And then...
The chef came back to cook for the next table. The next table clapped as he arrived, and Lucas immediately started screaming and crawling out of his high chair wrapping his arms tightly around my neck while trying to climb on top of my head! Brian and I were like what now? So Brian took Lucas & their dinners and went and ate at the tables in the sushi bar. Isaac & I stayed behind and ate our dinner at the hibachi table. Isaac LOVED watching the chef cook again and liked all his tricks too. All the people in the room got a kick out of Lucas' reactions. I mean really, who can help but laugh...Brian & I were most of the time. It was totally not the reaction we were expecting!
Lucas was just happy to be far away!
For the record...his plate started out full and when we left it was empty, so he REALLY enjoyed the food part!
Needless to say, I think it will be a while before we splurge again on a Chef-anese dinner...but at least we have a story for the blog!
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