Artic Char Socks

Thanks to B and Nobu, my first ever pair of socks finally have a name! I am happy to bestow upon Sock and its mate-in-progress (MIP) a name inspired by one of the delectable dishes B and I feasted on during the early V-Day dinner B treated me to at Nobu Malibu on Saturday night: Artic Char with Crispy Baby Spinach. Naming projects after food is, after all, not a new thing for me. I am frequently inspired by (my love of) food.

It was our first time at a Nobu restaurant, but it certainly won't be the last! We had some of the best food I've ever tasted, the artic char being just one of them. We ate a lot, and everything from the "new-style sashimi' to the rock shrimp tempura with ponzu sauce was to die for. As I savored every bite, I wished I could make this dining experience last, and that's when it hit me that at least part of it could continue to linger in my memory. Now, every time I look at these socks, they will not only conjure loving memories of the proverbial blood sweat and tears that went into knitting this first born pair, but also my first visit to Nobu. Heck, depending how my fast memory goes, it may also remind me Anthony Hopkins, since we basically shared a (long) booth with him at dinner.

BTW, I don't think I've mentioned yet that my somewhat lame Olympic "event" is completing these socks. I feel like a bit of a loser choosing a project like this- especially when other knitters are tacking far more intricate projects and seeing that socks are something that most knitters can do in their sleep- but considering it took me around 4 1/2 months to finish ONE sock, I consider it a personal challenge to finish the other one in 2 weeks. And anyway, this little self-inflicted push seems to be working- I've already got most of the leg done. Yay!