"Rachel Texas Kumo Sushi"

As much as I love girl time (e.g. brunch with some of my fave ladies on Sunday, minus the repeated disappearance of our waitress and all the eye candy being married, grrrr), it's fun to do co-ed activities. 



Of course it's super key to have equal numbers (or have the odds in your favor), which requires having a stocked guy friend inventory. Enter The BFF's bf and his cute/fun roommates. How convenient.



I will let you guess which one of us

just got back from a month in Costa Rica.

So in honor of our friend Laurel's return from an extended vacay, The BFF planned a fun dinner at Kumo, the best of the many "all you can eat/drink sushi sake bomb" venues in our neighborhood. Why yes, it is a disaster and a half, well worth the $40. (They literally bring you pitchers of sake and pitchers of beer. And four pairs of chopsticks in the off-chance you drop them each time you do a sake bomb, not that I do that...) I swear they must have to hose the restaurant down each night. 

We couldn't get a table until 10pm, and of course it wasn't ready for awhile because no one is really jumping to leave when the free booze is flowing. While we waited outside, I decided that maybe we should invest in a 5 Hour Energy shot to support the proposed plan of going to Meatpacking after dinner. (Because why wouldn't you want to wear a sexy dress when you're pregnant with a sushi food baby, and let's be honest, I have no self control so I knew I'd be carrying twins.)

Unfortunately the closest bodega was sold out of 5H so instead I bought this weird 25 hour energy spray. Yes, energy spray. How could that not end well?

Since the table still hadn't been vacated yet, we had to make our own fun (energy spray placebo effect had kicked in). Laurel also decided to turn the table on guys on the street and use all the horrible pick-up lines we get thrown at us. After talking about the weird "bless you" movement that's been going on, she went up to a guy and said, "God bless America." And it got her some digits. Or maybe it was due to the fact she's ridic hot. Whatever either way, patriotism.



Me and The BFF at da' club for the
first time in ages. We realized we have
a short window of warm weather
before it turns into
Summer Intern/we feel old season.

Then it was my turn. A group of guys fought their way out of the crowded restaurant and I started talking to one of them. Ten minutes later he was "intrigued by me." Also for some reason I thought it was a good idea to have more people potentially die from my bodega energy enhancer.

After he left, a good textual banter exchange ensued - this has not happened lately - and now I'm intrigued. He just finished law school and is moving here this summer. Normally this would be grounds for dismisal, but he was cute. Like real cute. And meeting cute guys on the street doesn't happen every day. (Oh wait, maybe it does.)

In case you're curious about what I consider good texting, I've decided to share our conversation (plus he doesn't know my last name and prob won't see this). While reading, keep in mind that the only other text I got from a guy I met later in the night consisted of "Ur hot rachel cameron." (His name). Fail.

JT Sake: Have fun in there. Don't be a stranger ;) - JT

Me: haha if we both don't die from that energy spray...

JT Sake: Yeah thanks for the meth spray. I'm f*ckin charlie sheen'd out. How about next time we go more traditional and just have drinks.

Me: Fingers crossed we turn out better than him, unless you're into living with a couple of porn stars. And yes to drinks, lemme know when you're back in town.

Next day:

"Sake, sake, sake all over your lap" would be a better cheer
than "sake, sake, sake bomb"...

Me: Did you survive the night? Are you Winning?

JT Sake: Barely. Sake bombs took effect and I accidentally insulted a NY Knicks player @ provocateur. thats what happens when you bang 7 gram rox bro. How was the kumo frat party? 

Me: Hope it wasn't Melo, he's the future. At brunch, which is a miracle since I'm half dead. Kumo was good, ended at Avenue, only insulted regular people.

JT Sake: I insulted renaldo balkman. I didn't know he got traded to the knicks. I was like nahh man ur still on the nuggets. Still don't believe him haha. That's what happens when you drink tiger blood all day n nite.

Me: PS you're in my phone as "JT Sake"

JT Sake: You're "Rachel texas kumo sushi"

Classic. This will be a great story to tell at our wedding (when I become "Mrs. JT Sake").