Japanese Hibatchi

Momoko's niece had scheduled a time for me, her boyfriend, and Momoko's dad to go out to dinner. Momoko's boyfriend recommended we go to a Japanese Hibatchi restaurant that he used to work at. From all the driving I did earlier in the day, the gas in the car was low. So, we went to Sam's Club to fill up the gas tank. Momoko's dad paid with his Sam's club card. When done, he said he dropped his wallet on the floor.

I searched the floor of his car. Eventually he recommended that I call his phone. The thing rang. The phone was in his pocket all along. He wanted me to use OnStar to get directions. But I did not trust his GPS direction. I used my phone plus Apple CarPlay. We headed to the Japanese Hibatchi restaurant. The GPS took us to a mall. I drove along the edge but did not see any restaurant. I called Momoko's niece. Her boyfriend said I was at the wrong side of the mall. They came out of the restaurant to flag me down.

Momoko's dad had a walker. But he had a hard time getting into the restaurant. He needed to climb a few stairs. He took a few rests. The place did not have any Yumi Yumi sauce. They cooked vegetables individually. They provided soup. But it was not Miso soup. The fried rice was not good. Shrimp was delicious. Momoko's dad got most of his meal to go. There was some $6 or $8 option to get 10k days of happiness. It seemed for birthdays. We skipped that option. Momoko's niece's boyfriend picked up the tab.