
We love Benihana. SAD, I know. I wish we were the kind of family that frequents only local establishments, but give me an erupting onion volcano or that melt-in-your-mouth chateaubriand ANY DAY. I'm pretty sure the Buddha soda cups and Benihana chef's hat do it for the kids, too. Maybe the reason for this the fact that no matter where in the world you are (probably even in Japan) Benihana looks pretty much the same. We've hit Benihanas the world over--Moscow, UK, Scandinavia, CALIFORNIA:) and you get the same shrimp tail tossing extravaganza everywhere you go. Only our local Beni has this little guy, though. We love him. And the boys were kind enought to stop touching his nipples long enough for me to shoot this crappy picture with my iPhone.
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Yum! Getting me hungry Becky... Next time you frequent one in CA let me know and maybe we can join you!
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