Photo - Shogun Japanese Steakhouse
My son, who lives nearby, called me yesterday to invite me to a birthday dinner for his youngest daughter. One of her favorite places to eat is the Shogun Japanese Steakhouse in Little Rock -- and that's where we dined earlier this evening. Amidst flashing knives and spatulas, flaming oil and much showmanship, we were served delicious food, and plenty of it. I have a take-home box that will provide a generous lunch tomorrow.
My granddaughter married a fine young man from northern Arkansas, and she moved there a couple of years ago. They live in a small, rural community not too many miles from the University of Arkansas Fayetteville Campus where she is studying. It's a moderate commute, but she seems not to mind at all. It was wonderful to see her and her family (her husband has a lovely young daughter who came down here with them.)
I drove to the home of my son and daughter-in-law about 30 minutes before we needed to leave for Little Rock for the express purpose of meeting their two newly acquired dogs; five year old greyhounds which they adopted. They are beautiful male brindle greyhounds named Heart and Luke. Huge dogs, but quite social. I was greeted politely, then mostly ignored.
These are not the first greyhounds in their home. They had an adored female named Hope who lived with them for a long time before she died a couple of years ago. She, too, was adopted. They have been looking for another greyhound for some time, and originally thought they would take only one, but fell in love with both dogs and couldn't leave one behind.
I had an extremely pleasant evening, made even more so by viewing the beautiful super perigee moon on our way home.
Tomorrow is also a day.