We went out to Sushi Den last night. We arrived at 6:20; the wait for a table was an hour.
So we parked ourselves at the bar and "people watched." We met a little man, who played soccer with Manchester United (for one month) before he was sent home. We saw two women who were probably in their late 40s, who had so much work done there were only tiny lines that could tell who they once were. They both had massive, bee-stung lips that almost touched their nose.
Oh, and the sushi was - UNBELIEVABLE.
