Crazy chef’s, “E”nfected Females and oh yeah King’s Birthday
Yeah so we turned Scottsdale’s Sapporos Sushi bar into proverbial Wild’N out bar that the over the hill mainly composed of silicon Jone Rivers look-a-likes, and Lamborghini valeting socialites, left in Tempe, during their “experimental” stage of life during those first few post college years. Though it did seem that a few of them had a glimmer of Miller Lights past, come back for a mere few moments when the echoing chants of “Who ya Wit”, roused through pout the upscale bar.
The Teppan chef’s dind’t seemed to mind, and they rejoiced in our uplifting presence, so much so, that chef assigned to our table seemed to have become lost in a trance whilst spanking the searing onions, chanting his own rambling mantra of a mix of:
“Who’s your Daddy?”
“Daddy like”
“You know Daddy Like”
“I’m ya Daddy”
“Yeah spank it harder”
“You like, Daddy like”.
Yeah it was funny at 1st but after a full 3-4 minutes of it, it just became weird and to top that add in the “E”nfected factor and the night overall turned into a weird mix of being overall freakishly annoying, till the end, when I had some “sane” single mothers working their way through medical school or some other aspiration expose their presence’s to the group atmosphere. And even had a small lil Photo Opt with one over at the Big Fish 🙂
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