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04/07/2005: "gyoza fever"

Someone called tonight and wanted 120 pieces of gyoza. 24 orders! I thought it was a prank phone call from David. But it didn't sound like him. The guy was serious. He wanted 120 gyoza for his party tomorrow. I said I need a few days of notice to do that. I'm too honest. I might be able to do it, but I couldn't guarantee. That was what I said, and that was the truth. Yesterday, four gay men sat like 'Queer eye for SOY.' They advised us to dim the lights. Kathy came by today and said, "Now you have a restaurant!" That's what I've been saying. My customers are seeing the transformation with pleasant fascination in the past few weeks. So far, I'm receiving nothing but very positive comments. It's funny how my plan is being executed piece by piece without a complete detailed plan, but everything seems to be falling into its place almost perfectly. I'm quite pleased.