Monday Night Sushi

Left to Right - Me, Eunice (owner), Elizabeth, and Natalie (excuse our appearance, it's Monday)

Out of respect, my first real post is about our beloved girls Monday night sushi. Since we've moved to our spot, Ozeki Sushi has been our go to restaurant, and more recently a Monday night tradition.

You're seriously weird if you love Mondays. Yes, you may have the most amazing job but no matter Monday can't be your favorite day. For us (my two roomies and I), after a short sleepless weekend, Monday hits us like a wrecking ball.


We muddle through our Monday routines - I try and make sense of numbers and data sets, Liz tries to catch up on emails and realizes that's an impossible feat, and Nat serves her one daytime waitress shift (she's an artist all other days so you can imagine why this day especially sucks).

We all have one objective on Mondays - just get to Ozeki  sushi. Take a look at our texts (this is one sequence of many on Monday). 

OK so I'm just going to skip ahead to when we FINALLY get there. Daniella, the best waitress ever, without asking brings us three large hot sakes. We settle into our chairs and realize Mondays are not so bad, and by the end of the first sake, we decide, Hey, I like Mondays.

Though Monday mornings are trying, I have one thing to look forward to: recapping our weekend over some sushi and hot sake.