*chuckles* Had lunch at Yoshinoya with friends today. I ordered a beef bowl - nicely marinated shreds of beef on sticky rice. Well... Evening found me slumped on my bed reading when I heard my Dad open the door. 'Ah-hah! Dinner!', I thought to myself, and padded out of my room to recieve my last meal of the day. (Mum's now overseas attending a work-related seminar, so we've to settle our own meals) Saw him ladden with plastic bags, from which he handed me one with the unmistakable Yoshinoya logo printed on it. 'Goodness.', I breathed to myself, 'Not Yoshi again?!' Then it occured to me, 'Hrm. But food's food, and I really can't complain, can I?'. Hoping for salmon, I moved away the flyer advertising their new Ebi set meal, unpacked the plastic utensils, and lifted the lid to find... Nicely marinated shreds of beef on sticky rice...

Ok. Now's your cue to start laughing.

Well... What else could I do but finish it? *grin* Pretty tickled by the entire incident though. Urgh. But 2 consecutive meals of sticky rice. Save me.