Sushi's not so bad

I actually enjoyed it. Daniel was a very good teacher, said if I didn't like it that we'd order from the hot portion of the menu. That wasn't necessary and I practically cleaned my plate, or platform thing, whatever that was. I think I liked the salmon the best. Like the shashimi (sp?), also, especially the tuna and one with orange eggs. Wasabi is yummy, as is the ginger, but thank goodness for plain, clumpy white rice to soothe the burning mouth.

The date was good, too, but kind of fatherly or at least he reminds me of my father, who was 11 when Daniel was born. Daniel is 55 and he seems 55, not a young 55, so he seems old school. I said we could go out again, because I do like his company. You know me, I figure the rest will follow and, if it doesn't, I'll end things then.

We're going out again in two weeks. I got my schedule mixed up a bit, but that's alright. I'm not in a burning desire to go out quickly.

After we ate, I told him I'd like to go for a walk. His high rise complex is close by, so we walked around there and through their common area. They have a bowling alley, indoor poor/hot tub, restaurant, pool room, etc, but most of the users are about 75. J and I would have so much fun there being the young folk taking advantage of the amenities.

We didn't talk about past relationships, so I am not sure why he's 55 and never married. I am curious how that happened, as he seems like a gentle, amicable guy. I guess I'll stuck around to try to figure it out.