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I still remember all those Japanese tourists swarming L.A. when the economy over there was still good. One day I was walking past Lawry's Prime Beef restaurant on the corner of La Cienega and Wilshire when a Japanese guy holding an aluminum foil bag came walking out of there and up to me with a very puzzled look on his face.

"Waffo doggee bak?" he asked me.

"Huh?" I replied.

"Waffo doggee bak?" he repeated.

Then it sunk in. He was referring to the bag he was holding and he was asking me what a doggy bag was for. Obviously they ordered way more Prime Rib than they could eat and the restaurant gave him and his colleagues doggy bags to take the prime rib home. A light went on in my head and I bowed elaborately to the Japanese and gave this response:

"Ah so! Ancient American custom. They give you doggy bags and then you give to first person you meet."

I held my hands out and the Japanese enthusiastically deposited their doggy bags into my greedy hands.

"Ah! Tank you berry much," they exclaimed in gratitude for the honor I bestowed upon them for allowing them to give me their doggy bags.

I then quickly proceeded home and had the best Prime Rib dinner (with lots leftover for the next day) that I ever ate.

Your mistake was not to charge them $20.00 each, the customary American Doggie Tip. ;^)

Funny story!

I respect the Japanese who didn't throw the prime rib dinners in the garbage but gave them to good ol' PJ. If offered to me I would have taken them too. Was the bone in the prime rib? Boneless prime rib is a joke.

Boneless meats are a step backward. Boneless chicken breast is insipid with tofu having more taste.

You dog, you! LOL!