From last year's birthday trip to Metrozoo, where his only interest was the restrooms...
Everyone who reads my blog knows that Son’s favorite thing is a restroom. Ever since he was a baby he has been fascinated by toilets, and they day he discovered a urinal our whole lives changed. He wanted to be a urinal for Halloween, and whenever you ask him what he wants for his birthday his answer is invariably “A restroom!”
One of last year's efforts. Today's are much more detailed.
Thank goodness he doesn’t know about this restaurant in Taipei, the brainchild of someone who is obviously a kindred spirit to Son. Or four years old.
“The servers bring your meal atop a mini toilet bowl (quite convenient, as it brings the food closer to your mouth), you sip drinks from your own plastic urinal (a souvenir), and soft-swirl ice cream arrives for dessert atop a dish shaped like a squat toilet.”
Seriously, who wants to eat food that looks like poop? Out of a toilet bowl. While sipping upon one. Here are some more photos, for those who appreciate my not posting them directly.
I’m one that loves desserts. But you can bet your ass that I’m not eating ice cream called “diarrhea with dried droppings” (chocolate), “bloody poop” (strawberry) and “green dysentery” (kiwi). But my, how Son would love it!
No, we’ll not be going to Taipei. But if any of you go, would you please bring Son one of the souvenier urinal cups? He’d be ever so grateful…