emo meals

My female owner is getting emotionally tired, attending farewell dinners. She had another one today with three of her aikido friends (2 of them, J and K, were not able to attend the one on Sunday). She was really happy to be able to meet up with them, especially since it had been about a month since she last trained with them, or spoke to them even.

Was a "relac" dinner, coz K made all the decisions (my female owner hates making decisions, even if it's as simple as where to eat for dinner) - where to eat, what time to meet, what to eat, even choice of desserts. In addition, the service was super good. The staff helped to serve almost every dish (e.g. prepare the Peiking duck, distribute the easier to handle crab pieces to the gals, refill their plates with more food when empty etc etc), cleared their plates quickly and were so polite. Certainly one of the best dining experiences she ever had in a Chinese restaurant.

More importantly, the company was good. Four aikidodas, bonded through common experiences, speaking the same language. K, the food connisseur, must have been freaked out, because the other three were clueless about how to savour some of the dishes (J jokingly asked for the "breast meat" when the waitress asked him which part of the crab he wanted).

Oh well, but all good things must come to an end. My female owner hates this part the most, where the meal ends and the laughter dies down, when it's time to say goodbye. She is left wondering, when would be the next time she would meet her friends? Is this really the final goodbye?