Yesterday,  I went out to lunch with a new colleague near Dupont Circle. We went to a Thai/fusion place that served sushi. While ordering, I told him I was a complete sushi neophyte so he should feel free to order appetizers for us both.

So he did. And while conferring with the waitress, she asked him something which I did not understand—too muffled, something. He asked, “What would you like?” I said, “Oh, you pick, I really don’t know.” So he did. And then when that happened again, I replied, “I really don’t know what any of this is, so it’s fine, you pick something you think is good.”

Turns out she was asking if we wanted soup or a salad.

Image by Zoe Shuttleworth.