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Does my sushi plate look different to you? Well it doesn't necessarily taste different to me or might not look out of the ordinary for you, but it's actually completely different. George-san, my resident sushi chef, the one who's been fixing my meals weekly for the last, oh, maybe two years, has left No Name Sushi!

Apparently there's some drama going on with the boss NOT paying her workers, and George-san hadn't been paid in a while. Undeniably, he was getting fed-up, and rightfully so. It just sucks because he added so much to the place, and the new chef doesn't look at friendly. I only hope my sushi-lady, Hiroko-san, doesn't leave. I may just be forced to find a new weekly regular restaurant spot.

This is so telling of what's going on in the world in general. Lots of changes happening. Does the sushi taste the same? Yes. Is it better than George-san's? Well, I suppose that's yet to be determined.

Karla and I drove down to LA (and I drove back up with Amber) for USC's annual display of decadence and abundance known as Homecoming. It was a great little weekend trip with lots of driving, imbibing (not together OF COURSE), and catching up with friends, and here are some fun pics from the weekend.





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Karla and I had reunion sushi at No Name on Halloween night.

We situated ourselves next to the window, so that I could easily run outside with my big bag of candy if I saw any kids walk by. It kinda worked, but I also looked really strange when I ran out of the restaurant and yelled at families with "Hey, I have candy!!! Come back!" or a couple of times, "Hey, tengo dulces!" LOL

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Good times.