Day 3 part II
Well, this should answer any questions about how many lines I played next...
Result-
Followed by-
with this as the result-
Come on not this nonsense again!
Amazingly, the initial 1k I put in the machine on this session is still alive. Despite the last two misses, I'm still pumped from the royal hit (which I took in cash obv) when the machine goes off again, finally!
SWEET.
I key this off, so I've got almost 5k in the machine now. Pick up another draw pretty soon after.
Result-
And another one!
Result-
God, finally hit a trip draw on 10 play.
I play off the initial 1k. I've got a 6k ticket in the machine, 12k in cash + 1k from the initial roll. Life is good. I decide to hit UX and knock this TR out of the PARK.
Result-
Result-
Come on man! Make a big hand at UX one time! I come to my senses and take a break with-
Wish I had great stuff to report with this session but unfortunately there was nothing good, nothing even really fun. That trip last year where my wife and I hit 6 Rick's multiple ways (good for almost 2k handpay lol) has sort of ruined the game for me. Now I basically don't care about any other symbol other than Rick, and I notice every time I get 2 reels of Rick, followed by blanks, followed by 3 more reels (happens a lot). I put a couple hundo in this machine before I decide to coast into dinner with more 3 play, regular TDB on my usual machine. Like I said, I played A TON this trip.
Result-
Pretty soon after, royal draw in the same suit as the god deal from earlier in the day! Is it meant to be?
Not to be. Damn.
Well, at this point my 6k ticket has been busted back down to 3k. Damn you UX. Still up 6k for the trip.
Kabuto
After reading TF's numerous reports, and Gobbo/others' recommendations, I knew I was coming here at some point. I'll go ahead and say right now I don't remember the details of every piece- anyone who knows better or who wants to correct me, feel free. Instead, I'll give you what I can remember and my general impressions. My mom and I got the 120$ Omakase course which basically gives you the most pieces and dessert. I made sure to eat everything and follow the waitress' instructions on how to eat certain pieces to the letter to give myself the full experience.
We got the left-most course.
Menu from which most of the items came from, which allowed you to order extra if desired.
Aperitif to start. Light, refreshing and not too sweet.
Monkfish liver on the left, baby squid on the right. The liver was decent but the consistency was interesting. Not bad but not great either. Chewier than I expected but I have no basis for comparison. I'd give it a 6/10- I'd certainly eat it if put in front of me again. The baby squid were 9/10- super tender, flavorful.
First raw course. The scallops were good, I've never really enjoyed raw scallop before but these were a solid 7/10. The white fish, as expected, was delicate and had essentially no flavor (you were instructed to eat it with the black paste provided). It was ok, but essentially a vehicle for eating the paste. Lastly, the oyster... whew boy. This deserves it's own paragraph.
I have a dark history with raw oysters. Basically my father in law died in 2005 around Xmas, and my wife and I flew to France to be at his funeral/wake. As is typical with funerals and family gatherings, a lot of eating occurred. The night before the wake, my mother in law and her sisters grab pallets of raw oysters from the fishmonger for dinner. Not my thing, but I don't want to be rude. I literally eat ONE oyster just to be polite then focus on my salad, the bread and cheese. The rest of the family eats every single other oyster.
OF COURSE, I somehow managed to find the one poisoned oyster/lose the Russian Roulette game. The next day was the wake- I did fine. After wake meal- cold cuts and cheese. Still fine. Start feeling sleepy after lunch and a little off, so I lay down for a nap.
I awake from the nap feeling VERY off. Not sick, just weird. In the time it takes me to get up from the bed and start heading downstairs, I start feeling sick. In the time it takes me to get downstairs, I realize I'm going to barf NOW. Then I run the 20 steps or so to the bathroom, and yep, don't make it. I have never vomited that much, in that many places. I must have coated the entire bathroom with a mix of seafood awfulness, undigested cold cuts, cheese, bile, etc. When I finally managed to pick myself off the floor and call for help, I knew the oyster was the culprit.
Side note- my wife and I weren't married yet at that point. If you ever need confirmation "she's the one", it's when she cleans ALL of your vomit off the bathroom on the day of HER FATHER'S WAKE. Jesus. I still feel bad about that, but we've laughed it off many times since.
In any case, so yeah. That oyster sitting in the middle there. I don't need to eat that. My mom won't, she doesn't like raw oysters that much and sees no reason to risk it. But this is the famed Kabuto! I can't not eat it. Haven't eaten raw shellfish in almost 15 yrs. Screw it, let's do it.
It was decent. Nothing special, nothing worth risking future food poisonings. And then, later that night...
Good god. Wrap up coming soon...