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  9/17/2007

  UPDATE: Reality check: failed. Bartenders are nice, but the rest just needs to go.
  
  This review used to be 5 stars.
  
  ORIGINAL:
  Out of millions of ways one could get attracted to another, I am not lazy enough to write about three right now... here goes.
  
  The Fireworks.
  Filled with deafening crackling, steamy, and smoking attraction that starts with the tiniest spark and, fueled by whatever overly flammable combustible earlier consumed by its participants, blows up into a sparkling fireball, burning a spectator's or an innocent bystander's face. This attraction dies as quickly as it has started, sometimes leaving burn scars behind and rarely any memories.
  
  The Chair.
  Sometimes uncomfortable, hard, and full of ridges, used mostly for dining, it lures with a wonderful dish it was placed in front. Later, being moved into the bedroom, it becomes primarily what it was meant to be - a piece of furniture - and occasionally a hanger for clothes. Sometimes suffocating with with soft over-stuffed pillows, it draws by being placed in front of an entertainment center and housing a beer can holder. It doesn't let to get away, and if one does dare to run, the memory of complete comfort draws them back. This attraction always requires one to play the role of the chair and the other to get used to the fact that any attempt to create a spark will burn it down.
  
  The Tide.
  It rolls in slowly. First, with little waves washing over one's feet playfully, lulling and luring one to walk one little step deeper into the water. At some point, wether used to the temperature or not, one finds him or her self  almost waist-deep in. That is about the time when the waves become larger and stronger and finally take over, crush on one's head and take over the body leaving no chance to get back to the beach other than getting washed up onto the sand breathless, chewed up by the waves and underwater rocks some time mid-morning after. I personally believe this is the best way to die out of those being discussed here.
  
  My attraction to Nihon was the latter kind. At first I hated it - I thought it was uncomfortable, dark, with drink menu completely not suiting my tastes. I guess my tastes evolved a bit because slowly, starting with getting used to the strong drink mixing habits of locals, then finding my perfect champagne cocktail for the most amazing sashimi dinner, then loving the space and decor, getting used to walking on the pebbled floor downstairs, I found myself in love with this place. I am going back soon. I am definitely not looking forward to being returned to the beach breathless, but there is hope, backed up by the times, sometimes in most cases, one ends up floating in the water with their eyes closed and smile across their face until they become it.
  
  Sorry you had to read all this to get to that one paragraph that was actually relevant.

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