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Gottie’s Beef, Ginza, Tokyo

This is one of those posts where I’m going to let the pictures pretty much speak for themselves.

You see, I like to consider myself up on my Tokyo restaurants, especially where beef and uni are concerned, which is why I was so surprised I’d never heard of Gottie’s Beef before…

Especially once I saw popular Japanese foodie Fallin Debu post a picture of this beautiful bowl of red and orange…

House made roast beef, Hokkaido uni (sea urchin) and an egg yolk the color of the sunset…

Perfection on a plate. The kind of dish that looks almost too good to eat…

But then your appetite gets the better of you…

It turns out Gottie’s is also quite well known for their beef katsu, or deep fried steak…

Topped with a beef demi-glace that had a hint of tang to it, almost like a barbeque sauce…

Fried to medium rare…

Another lovely bite of beef…

Both dishes run around 2000 yen, or $20.00 US.

Gottie’s may be an American-style steak house, known for their aged beef, but I have to say, when I looked at the tables around me, most people were eating the same two Japanese preparations you see above!

GOTTIE’S BEEF

Ginza Velvia Hall, 7F

2-4-6 Ginza

Chuo, Tokyo

104-0061

Japan

+81-50-7576-4699

Jason Todd Do's and Don't's

Do:
- compliment his jacket
- admire his guns
- be nice to Roy
- kill the Joker and bring him his head
- leave steak outside the safe house
- be a good father figure
- talk about uses for garotte wire with him

Don’t:
- ask about the afterlife
- ask why he slept with talia
- comment about the weird mold under his bed
- comment on the multiple drawers of condoms in his house
- touch his gear
- drink his vodka
- agitate him or his friends
- ask him about the Joker’s fashion sense

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Happy Anniversary (G.D)

Summary: Its yours and Grayson’s 3 year anniversary. You guys couldn’t spend the day together because he was busy with meetings. Grayson made sure to have an eventful day planned out for you, before you guys see each other that night for dinner. 

Word Count: 4, 255 (sorry its long. I have no self control)

Warnings: Fluff. Just pure fluff! 

A/N: This one is for my twin @4odolans / @cassmoreiraxo ! I love you <3

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Reader’s POV

It was Grayson and I 3 year anniversary, and he had plans to take me out to this very nice 5-Star steak house in LA. I told him I didn’t want anything fancy or flashy. Honestly I would’ve been fine with pizza and a movie in my living room, but of course Grayson didn’t listen. Grayson had meetings pretty much all day today, so I wouldn’t see him until tonight for dinner. I wasn’t upset about it because I knew what kind of career he has, and how busy he can get sometimes. Besides, Grayson made sure I had something to do to keep myself busy all day, until we saw each other tonight. 

I woke up this morning to an empty bed because Grayson had to leave for his meetings pretty early. Instead of waking up next to my boyfriend I woke up to pink and red rose petals all over the bed, with tray of breakfast waiting for me on his side. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Grayson doing all this for me. I also couldn’t help but worry a little, because lets be honest Grayson is a shit cook. He loved cooking, but he sucked at it. So I’m kind of nervous to eat it. But still the fact that he put in all this effort was so cute. He made all of my favorites. Pancakes with scrambled eggs and turkey bacon, with a side of fresh fruit, and a tall glass of orange juice to wash it all down with. My breakfast also came with a note, curious as to what it said I opened it.

“ Good Morning Baby Girl,

Happy Anniversary! I can’t believe it’s been a 3 years already. Crazy to think that all of this started because of a follow spree huh? Started off being a fan, than you became my best friend, and you’ve been my best friend for almost 7 years. I love how you’ve been supporting me since I only had 2,000 followers on Twitter. Now I’m at 3 million, and you’re still here supporting me, and everything I do. You looked passed the stupid cringe worthy Viner and YouTuber, and got to know me for me, and now, you’re my girlfriend. I don’t know what I did to deserve you. I love you so much Y/N. I love the way you drag out my name whenever you’re mad. I love how you’re never afraid to call me out when I’m doing something stupid, or being annoying. I just fucking love you so much Y/N. I suck at these things, but I can tell you better tonight. I wish we can spend the day together, but I planned a little something for you today. A challenge if you will. First you’re going to have to get the vlogging camera and vlog everything from beginning to end. Next, I left notes around the apartment with some instructions on them, so just follow the instructions and I’ll see you tonight beautiful. I love you. 

- Grayson ♥ ”

I was on the verge of tears at how cute this letter was. I finished my breakfast, and surprisingly it was really good. There was no way he cooked this. At least not by himself. I decided to go take a shower, and get ready for the day that Grayson had planned for me. 

* * * *

I got out the shower, and wrapped my wet hair in a clean towel, and wrapping another towel around my body. I walked back into the bedroom, and grabbed my phone off the charger and decided to send Grayson a text.

Y/N: Good Morning babe! How are the meetings going? Thank you for breakfast, it was delicious! I saw the note you left me, & I can’t wait to see what you planned. It should be interesting. Btw, who cooked breakfast??

I sent my text, and within seconds Grayson texted back.

Grayson: Our next meeting starts in a few. But your first instruction is in the closet ;) oh and make sure you remember to vlog the day. Have fun babygirl. I love you and I’ll see you tonight! 

Grayson: Cameron came over and helped me cook.

Y/N: I love you too, & I can’t wait! ;) Tell Cam I said thanks for breakfast!

I plugged my phone back up to the charger and started heading over to the closet like Grayson said. There was a note on the closet door. What the heck, how come I didn’t notice this before? Remembering what Grayson said about vlogging this entire day, I walked over to the dresser, and grabbed the little vlogging camera that Grayson got me randomly. I turned the camera on, and I started talking and explaining pretty much what was going to be happening today. I walked over to the closet and ripped off the note that was on the closet door. 

“Start Here” the note read. 

I pushed open the closet door, and turned on the light only to reveal my closet decorated with a bunch of blowed up balloons and confetti all on the floor. I confused at how he had managed to do all this with me here the whole time. He probably did it early this morning when I was still sleeping. I had the best boyfriend in the world. I was looking for something to put it on because I was still in my towel. I didn’t really want to dress up till later tonight, so I decided I’ll just wear on of Grayson’s t-shirt and some leggings. As I went to grab the t-shirt from one of the draws, I saw a pink Victoria Secret bag in the corner with a pink bow on it. It was like he purposely put it there because he knew I was going to wear one of his shirts or something. I held the camera over the bag so I could film myself opening up the bag. There was a pair of gray PINK sweat pants, with a matching hoodie, and t-shirt. As I was pulling everything out, there was a note at the bottom of the bag. 

“Although you look very cute in my clothes, I thought these would look better on you while you’re out. PS, please put my shirt back! Now go in the living room for the next note ;)”

I laughed knowing how annoyed he’d get whenever I’d take one of his shirts. He didn’t mind whenever I wore them, but the problem was I never give them back. I mean technically their mine anyway. I turned off the camera and got dressed in the outfit Grayson got me, and they actually were the perfect fit. 

I got the camera and turned it back on, and started making my way down the hall towards the living room, and my jaw dropped. There were big red letter balloons that spelled out I Love You against the wall, and a big bouquet of lilies and daisies on the coffee table. As I walked closer I saw 2 notes next to the bouquet of flowers. I picked up the note, and read it out loud to the camera.

“Hope you liked the flowers babe. I knew lilies and daisies are your favorite so I made sure to get the biggest bouquet they had! Now on the other note you’re going to see a list of places. I need you to go to all those places that I listed in that exact order, and at that exact time. You’ll be running into a few familiar faces as you go ;)”

What the hell is he planning? I guess I’m going on a little scavenger hunt. Except I don’t think I’m really suppose to be looking for anyting. Or am I? I honestly had no idea. I just know the first place I was suppose to go to is a nail salon. I walked over to the key hanger to grab my car keys, but instead of it being my normal car keys it was replaced with a small remote control looking thing. And of course there was another note.

“Looking for your keys? Yeah well about that, I may or may not have thrown them away. Go to you’re usual parking spot to find your car ;)” 

What the hell does he mean he threw my keys away? Why the hell would he throw them away? Is this a prank? I kept asking questions in my head, as I headed down to the parking garage and to my parking spot. As I approached my parking spot I couldn’t see my car. There was a white Jeep Wrangler with a big red bow on it, in the spot where my old 2003 Honda Civic was. 

No fucking way. Did Grayson get me a new car? There’s no fucking way.

“Oh my god!” I said into the camera. 

I walked closer to the car, and on the windshield there was a paper with my name on it. I was shaking right now. What the hell is happening. I’m honestly so confused. I opened up the paper, and began reading out loud into the camera.

“Yeah I threw your car away too. Well not actually threw it, but I got rid of it. You’re too cute to be riding in that old rust bucket, that literally can stop working any day now! I remember you telling me how much you wanted a Jeep Wrangler. So I thought why not get it for my girlfriend as a anniversary gift. I know you’re going to try and call me and tell me how you can’t except it and all this other stuff. But it’s yours baby girl. You deserve it, and everything else you’re about to receive. There’s no fighting me on this. On any of this. Just get your thick ass in the car, and drive to the nail shop. Have fun princess ;)”

I was crying right now, and it was all on video. Grayson really did this for me. He really got me my dream car. Seriously what did I do to deserve him? I got into the car, and there was no way to contain my excitement so I screamed, at the top of my lungs still recording everything. He even installed a holder thing for the camera on the dash, so I hooked my camera onto there, and started playing with the buttons in the car. The car was push to start so that remote thing makes sense now. I started the car, and immediately the GPS appeared on the screen part of the dash. I guess Grayson set up the directions for all the places he wanted me to go to in the GPS already. 

* * * *

I followed the voice on the GPS all the way to the nail shop. I parked my brand new car out front, grabbed the camera off the dash, and walked into the shop. Grayson’s sister Cameron was sitting in one of the waiting chairs. I guess she was waiting for me. 

“Took you look enough!” Cameron joked, giving me a hug.

“Was I suppose to meet you here? I have no idea what is happening. Grayson got me a fucking car Cam!” I said still shocked. I can see her laughing at how confused I was. 

“You know about this didn’t you?” I asked her, rolling my eyes playfully. 

“Yup!” she replied popping the p.

“So what are we doing here?” I asked.

“We’re getting our nails and feet done, but we’re waiting on my mom. She said she’s parking so…” Cameron began to trail off when she saw her mom walking through the door.

“Hey girls!” Mrs. Dolan cheered, giving both of us a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

I guess you can say that I have a pretty good relationship with his mom. I mean I’ve known them since they were like 14. We’re both 21 now so 7 years is a pretty long time. Throughout those 7 years of knowing each other Grayson and I have been dating for 3. I still remember coming over for Christmas after being his girlfriend, everybody was saying how it was about time we got together. It was good to know that his family supported us from the beginning. 

The 3 of us were having a little girl talk, and getting our nails and toes done. I was currently sitting in the massage chair enjoying the vibrations of the chair against my back. I was enjoying myself a little too much because I didn’t even realize that they were already done with me. I got up to go pay, but Cameron told me that it was already taken care of. 

“Grayson?” I asked her, getting a nod in return. 

I looked at the time, and it was 2pm, I needed to be at the hair salon by 2:30 so I needed to leave now if I was going to get there on time. 

* * * *

I arrived at the hair salon to see one of my best friends Miranda in the front with 2 Starbucks drinks in her hand.

Was she waiting for me? 

“Miranda what are you doing here?” I asked her, as she handed me one of the Starbucks drinks.

“Waiting on you. Come on, you gotta get your hair done.” she said, opening the door, and I followed her inside. 

“You’re in this with Grayson aren’t you?” I asked, and she nodded, smiling ear to ear. 

Okay seriously what the hell is going on? All of this is cute, but I was honestly so confused.

The hair stylist sat me down in her chair, and handed me the book of hair color and styles and told me to pick. I starred at Miranda who was still giggling like she on laughing gas or something. 

“What?” I asked her chuckling a bit.

“Oh nothing, you’re just so cute.” she said, pinching my cheeks causing me to laugh.

I picked out the color I wanted, and told the hair stylist I just wanted a little trim, and maybe a blow out. She started going to town on my head, and about 2 hours later I was done. 

I looked at myself in the mirror, and was completely satisfied with the results. My hair was so soft, and the color complimented my skin completely. Just like at the nail salon, I tried to go pay, but Miranda told me it was already taken care of. So of course I knew it was Grayson. It was now 4:30pm, and I needed to be at my next stop at 5. Which apparently was some dress store. 

When I got in the car, I decided to give Grayson a call. I figured he’d be done with his meetings now, since its 4:30 and he left for his meetings at 7 this morning.

“Hello?” a voice sounded through my new car speakers. 

“Ethan?” I asked, recognizing that it was Grayson so it most likely had to be Ethan.

“Yup thats me! Whats up Y/N?” he asked, clearly trying to be funny.

“Ethan, where’s Grayson?” I asked.

“Uh you’re not allowed to talk to Grayson right now. He’s busy pooping right now” Ethan said, and I could hear Grayson in the background yelling at him.

“Ethan I can hear him in the background you ass clown! Give him the phone!” I yelled at the idiot on the other end of the phone. 

“No can do Y/N. You’ll have to wait till later to talk to him.” he said, clearly not gonna let me talk to my boyfriend. 

“Whatever asshole.” I said jokingly, as I hear Grayson yelling I love you in the background before Ethan hung up.

I arrived at this little boutique, and I had a feeling someone I know was going to be here to meet me. As I was getting out of my car, I spotted a familiar car parked a few cars in front of me. It was my other best friend’s Leena’s car. 

I still didn’t know why Grayson wanted me to vlog this. I guess it’s for a video or something I don’t know. I walked into the boutique and as suspected Leena was there. She had a few dresses in her arms, while she was looking through a rack. But when she saw me she ran over and instead of giving me a hug she hand me the dresses, and took the camera out of my hand. 

“Leena wth?” I asked, yet again still confused.

“Shhh! Just try them on. Hurry! she shooed me into the fitting room, and I started trying on the different dresses she handed me.

We tried 5 out of the 6 dresses she gave me, and she didn’t like any of them. 

I didn’t even know what I was trying on dresses to begin with. Maybe it was for the dinner?

“Am I suppose to pick a dress for dinner my anniversary dinner tonight?” I asked, going back into the fitting room trying on the last dress.

“Yes, now hurry!” she said, rushing me. 

I looked in the mirror, and my jaw dropped. The dress was beautiful. It was a beautiful red lace cocktail dress that stopped a little above my knee. The dress hugged my curves in all the right places. I stepped out of the fitting room, and Leena nodded in approval!

“You know you can’t wear underwear with that right?” she said kind of loud, causing everyone in the store to look. 

“Oh my god.” I said burying my face in my hand. 

I stood in front of the mirror admiring the dress some more, when Leena came over with a pair of shoes to go with my dress. They were a nude pair of open toe strapped heels. They were really cute, and look perfect with the dress. Just like at the nail shop, and the hair salon, Grayson had already paid for everything. Okay I’m defiantly going to talk to him tonight, about spending all this money on me. I know he likes buying me things, and as he always says he wants to treat me like the princess I am, but I can’t help but feel bad. I mean the nails, hair, and dress is one thing, but he got me a brand new car. I mean I can only imagine how much that car is! I shook away the thought, when I felt Leena tap my shoulder. 

“You need to go home and get ready! Someone will be there to pick you up at 8, to take you the restaurant to meet Grayson for dinner.” she said, before giving me a hug, and handing me back the camera.

I left the boutique and started making my way home. 

* * * *

I made it home around 6:30, and it was now 7:30. Someone was suppose to be here to pick me up at 8. I was currently putting the last touches on my make up, and all I needed to do was get dress. I laid my dress out on the bed, and pulled the zipper down on the side. I stepped inside the dressed, and pulled it up, putting in one arm first, than the other. I zipped up the zipper on the side, and patted down any wrinkle that was on the dress. I pulled my heels out the box and put them on. Once my shoes were on, I walked back over to my make up table, and applied on some nude colored lipstick. I sprayed on some perfume, and ran a comb through my hair. I didn’t have to do anything to it, since it was still nicely done from earlier. I finished just in time, because I heard a car horn honking downstairs.

I grabbed my purse, locked my apartment, and started heading downstairs. I opened the door of the apartment lobby, and saw a car that looked a lot like Ethan’s BMW. I stood by the door starring at the car for a few seconds, until I saw the front window going down, and Ethan stuck his face out the window.

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping.” he said mocking Mean Girls. I crinkled my eyebrows in confused, but couldn’t help but let out a laugh. 

“Are you suppose to be my Uber?” I asked, getting into the front seat. 

“Pretty much, yeah.” he said flashing me a goofy smile.

“Well I’m not paying you.” I said laughing at him.

We were blasting music, and jamming out in the car as we were on our way to the restaurant. 

We arrived, and as I was trying to open the door to get out, Ethan stopped me.

“No, I’m suppose to get door.” he told me, as he got out the door and ran to the other side.

“You didn’t have to open my door E.” I said.

“Oh don’t worry this was a once in a lifetime thing sis.” he said. I found it cute how he called me sis. I mean Ethan and I always considered each other like brother and sister. But I don’t know I just thought it was cute when he said it,

“Thanks Eteeweetee!” I chooed at him, while I patted him on the head. 

I walked into restaurant, and you can just feel the romantic vibe going on in there. The lights were dim, and they had soft music playing quietly throughout the restaurant. I told the host, I was meeting someone here, and I gave him Grayson’s name, and he started walking me towards the back end of the restaurant. As we were walking towards the back, I saw Grayson sitting at cute little table reserved for just 2. He was holding something in his hand, I’m guessing it was his phone. He saw me coming and started to get up from his seat.

Finally, I get to see my man after a long eventful day! He cleans up pretty nicely. He was wearing all black jeans, with a white collared button down shirt. Simple but yet so effective. His hair, was so fluffy, and his curls fell effortlessly to the side just like I love. 

“Hey beautiful.” Grayson said, pulling me into a hug and giving me a peck on the lips.

Like the gentleman that he is, he pulled out my chair for me, and helped me push myself in closer to the table. He sat down, and I couldn’t help but smile. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. No matter how many dates we go on, or how long I’ve been around him, I can’t help but get nervous still. 

“So how do you like your new car.” Grayson asked flashing me his signature smirk.

“Grayson, I love it so much! But why did you do that? I was fine with my old car.” I said.

“That car was going to break down at any minute. Besides I’ve been wanting to get you a Jeep for a while now.” he said, smiling at me.

“Babe, you didn’t have to do that! Seriously, you didn’t have to do none of this. I would’ve been perfectly fine with eating pizza in my living room.” I said truthfully. I didn’t need any of these fancy things, and Grayson knows that. We can be in a sewer somewhere, but I would’ve been happy as long as I was with him.

We ate our food, and had our normal everyday conversations. We talked about his meeting, about how my day was, and just everything in between. Grayson paid the bill, and since he drove here, we made our way to his car and started heading home. 

As much fun as today was, I couldn’t wait to get back to the apartment, and cuddle up with my boyfriend watch a few movies, and go to sleep. We pulled up to the parking garage, and Grayson handed me a blindfold. 

“Put it on.” he directed. 

I knew there was no point in questioning him or trying to protest against it, so I placed the blindfold over my head, and sat there in the passenger seat. I heard a car door close, and quickly after that I heard my passenger door open.

“I’m going to carry you upstairs, okay babe?” Grayson said, as he carried me out the car. 

He carried me to the elevator and once we were in he put me down. Grayson was quite the whole time, so I was getting a little nervous. I was blindfolded and I had no idea what was going on. For all I know I could be walking to my death trap right now, and this guy isn’t even Grayson. I heard the elevator ding, meaning we must be at our floor. I felt Grayson life me up again, and after about a minute, I was put down again. I heard some keys jingling, so I assume that Grayson was opening the door. He lifted me up again, and once I was put down again, my noise instantly got hit with a wave of vanilla, and flowers.

“Hold out your hand.” Grayson said as he took my camera from me. His voice was soft, and a little shaky. As if he was nervous or something almost.

I held out my hands, and felt a couple of skinny twig like things in my hand. 

“I want you to count to 3 and take your blindfold off.” Grayson said, but his voice was started to fade out. 

“1, 2, 3 …” I counted out loud, removing my blindfold. 

I removed my blindfold to the most beautiful, and cutest scene ever. The apartment lighting was dim, there were candles throughout the room, and there was a pathway on the floor made out of rose petals, and little candles. I looked to see what it was Grayson had put in my hands, and it was a small bouquet of a dozen roses. Sticking out was a little note that said …

“On each rose, I wrote something that I love about you. When you finish reading all of them, come into the bedroom, for your final surprise.”

On each rose there was a little strip of paper, I was suppose to read all of them, and come into the bedroom after to get my last surprise. Jeez Grayson I wonder what that can be. I went red at the thought, but I needed to focus on one thing at a time. 

I removed the first strip and it said…

“I love your smile.” 

I felt myself cheesing reading this. I removed the next strip and read it. I continued to do that for all of them. 

“I love the way your eyebrows crinkle together when you’re mad at me.”

“I love when you play in my hair when I can’t sleep.”

“I love that you’re so nice to all of my fans.”

“I love you because you make me feel wanted.”

 I continued to read through each note, trying my hardest to hold back my tears, but this was the cutest thing that anyone has ever done for me. There was only 2 left, and I get to go see what my final surprise is. Although I’m sure I had a pretty good idea. Good thing, I didn’t wear any underwear. 

I picked up the next strip and read it out loud.

“Will” 

Will? What does that mean? Who’s Will? 

I pulled off the last strip of paper from the rose, and placed the small bouquet on the kitchen counter with the rest of the notes. I started walking towards the bedroom door, as I read the last strip of paper.

“You” 

You? It went from cute to confusing. What is this note an the last one suppose to mean? I couldn’t help but think that maybe I was about to get pranked as soon as I opened this door.

I took a deep breathe, and placed my hand on the door knob twisting it slightly and pushed the door open. 

“Grayson what ar-” I was cut off by everything that was in front of me.

What I saw in front of me was not what I was expecting at all. Grayson was kneeling on one knee. Behind him were the same big red letter balloons from this morning, but instead of saying I Love You, it said Marry Me with a question mark. I looked down at the 2 strips of paper in my hand. 

“Will” “You”  

Oh My God. Is Grayson purposing to me? 

I looked up from my hand, and saw Grayson still in the same postion, but this time he was holding open a little box. My heart started pounding through my chest, when I was able to make out that there was a ring in that box. 

Oh My God. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say anything. I stood there frozen in my spot with the tears building up in my eyes as Grayson started to speak.

“Y/N. I love you so much. I can’t even put into words, how much I love you. You’ve been in my life for 7 years now, you’ve always been my best friend. But these last 3 years, you opened your heart to me and you let me be something more. I don’t know what I would do without you. You keep me sane through all this craziness. When I’m feeling down, you know just what to say to make me feel better. You take away all my worries, and all my doubts. I’m a better person because of you. You’re the sunshine whenever I’m feeling gray. And I don’t ever want to lose my sunshine.”

Grayson got up and started walking towards me.

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N will you marry me?” he asked, searching my face for an answer.

I grabbed his face, and crashed his lips onto mine. After about a couple of seconds I pulled away.

“Yes! Grayson of course!” I said, and he kissed me again, as he grabbed my waist and spun me around. 

We pulled away from our kiss, and Grayson held out my hand, and slid the ring onto my ring finger. As if on queue, his mom, Cameron, Miranda, Leena, and Ethan, all came out of the closet, with awes and loud chants. I hid my face into Grayson’s face, trying to hide how red I probably was from all of this. He kissed my forehead, and held me in close to his chest. 

“I love you” he said. 

“I love you too.” I replied. 

_The Beatles; England/Inglaterra; London/Londres; Soho; Shaftesbury Avenue; Star Steak House; October 4th 1963/4 de outubro de 1963.

_The Beatles, drinks and food/Os Beatles, bebidas e comida.

_George Harrison, drinks and food/George Harrison, bebidas e comida.

Trek Meet Up 2k17 OK Edition

I have compiled a few photos of our meetup. There are a ton more pictures but they’re mainly individual photos and I will let @mccoymostly @gracieminabox and @auduna-druitt decide what they want to post. Anywho! A quick run down of our vacay ahead!

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