Marble Pop

Hey Everyone,

A few days ago, I went looking for dinner on Water Street, in Wai San, and I stumbled across this cute little sushi restaurant, My Sushi. It was very tiny, but the service was great. The waitress invited me in, and because I had gone as a single, she placed me across another person who was eating alone as well. This was quite new to me. I had seen it done before, but had never really experienced it. Let's just say that a phone comes in very handy when you don't want to make eye contact.

 Instead of menus being handed out, there were pictures and prices plastered all over the wall. They were all written in Chinese. For those of you who don't know, I don't read Chinese! What ended up happening was I spoke in Cantonese (probably rich in an English accent) and asked "You know the picture priced at 60HK$? What is that?.... I'll have that!" It was quite delicious. What do you think?

Now, other than good food, what I really wanted to share with you was what happened when I was waiting for my food to be brought out. Sitting next to me, maybe three feet away was a small family. The little boy had just finished his pop, and was asking his dad to open it. Why? Because the pop had a marble inside! I am not kidding you. I knew right then that I just HAD to have one. Why should I deny my inner child? Anyway, when the pop arrived I had no idea how to open it. Again, the instructions were in Chinese, but what person couldn't open a bottle of pop anyway? 

So I went for it. The next thing you know, I've pushed the marble into the bottle, and SPLASH! Pop EVERYWHERE! Of course the waitress was waiting for it to happen, she handed me a stack of tissues. Oops! Once I finished, I attempted to get the marble out by twisting the blue cap, which is what you're supposed to do, but it did not budge. The waitress tried helping me, and still it wasn't moving. Probably seeing how badly I wanted the marble, she went to the sushi chef and they tried to open it. Even though they placed it on the concrete floor and brought a hammer to it, nothing! The next thing I know is that they brought the bottle to the back lane, CRASH, and then came back with the marble. SUCCESS!!! I was later told by my cousin that if I wasn't a foreigner they probably wouldn't have cared and left me to my own devices. Oh well! if I don't come off as a native then why not take advantage of it.