The same sole again, there was a lot of that around but it is almost gone now. Wouldn't do to go out to the clubs on and empty stomach and I need something fast and the oil is already out, so bang, there it is again.
The sauce is
* soy
* sake
* honey
* chile flakes
* water
The lady who runs this place told me the fire alarms that happen all the time are real. They're usually people come home from the clubs and trying to fix themselves something to eat and end up setting off the alarms and calling in the Fire Department. Loons. Young and sometimes stupid and hard working and hard playing and error stricken and that's why I love them so.
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Mario was the cook who came along with the house. He named all the dishes for himself.
"Shoot mah shoes, what's tha-yut?"
"It's fish balls," I hissed.
"Best part of the fish! Hahahahahaha" I'd heard that witticism every Friday at school for seven years, and Auntie Mame had probably heard it seventeen years before that. Even so, she was helpless with laughter and choked on her wine.
--Auntie Mame, p. 124
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