It all started at Justin and Olaina’s on Thursday. Then last night, Aunty Tim, Uncle Noi, May and Nicky took us out to dinner at the fantastic Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse in Irvine. We ate like kings and queens. Next time someone sent me a Me-me, asking what my favorite smells are, I would have to add “steak sizzling in butter”. Rib eyes. Filet mignon. Sword fish. Me and and an Absolute vodka martini. (Having paid that much for a martini in the first place, I should’ve gone for a Ketel One or Grey Goose. Sheesh!) To top it all off,...
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Good friends + Martinis/mimosas/raspberry lambic/wine + Thanksgiving turkey dinner + Best damn gravy on the planet + A LOT of serious laughter that Olaina had to spit out her water into the sink, Justin snorted his pecan pie, and Oakley almost hyperventilated (probably not the proper medical term for laughing so hard I couldn’t breath…but you CAN correct me, Justin!) ————————————— = GOOD TIMES Let’s just say that I can never hear the word “gravy” without busting out laughing from this day on. Olaina, our gracious hostess, blogged the play-by-play of the evening starting with “Turkey 4.0”. And Justin, you,...
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Discovery #1 The slow cooked smothered pork chops (recipe from Cook Country magazine) with mashed potatoes has become another meal that Brandon would actually eat as leftover. The other stuff he’d eat as leftover are our spaghetti and turkey meat sauce, chicken or bacon fried rice, pasta salad with ham and cheese, and leftover Thai food. Occasionally, he’d have leftover pizza. You see, Brandon is not big on leftover. One meal. That’s it. That is also why he doesn’t like restaurants that give you ginormous proportion like Claim Jumper. His eating habit makes it a little difficult for me as...
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Most fun I’ve ever had at Homecoming. Ever! You see, when I was in college, I was with Trojan Pride. So we’d either be painting faces at a booth or at Coliseum 2 hours ahead putting pom-poms on the seat. Although we’d have with us a cooler full of jello shots… 😉 But I have never ever tailgate on campus. Not quite like this! There is no better way to welcome myself back to the Land of the Eating and Drinking than getting fed food and booze by your fellow Trojan brothers and sisters on campus at Homecoming!! I had...
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Thursday night, my work happy hour group checked out the Wieland Brewery, the new underground location in Downtown LA. Their beer is surprisingly good. AND cheap. Happy hour $2.50 pint for their own brew. I come to love their amber. Others, the Hef and the Blonde. The hot wings are excellent, tender and a little crispy and just the right spice level. It’s baked into the wings, not drenched in messy sauce, also a bonus. And the happy hour menu is also cheap. Those drinking the house brews walked out with minimal damage. A few others who ordered Chimay at...
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R23 is Japanese restaurant + Gallery where Nhien and I went to with Rose/Token Asian and her friend Jenny last week. The place is tucked away in Downtown LA warehouse district. When I said tucked away, I am not kidding. The general direction is Alameda and 2nd, but you have to go down this alley way and all to get there. R23 shares the building with other hip cafe and gallery. Zagat guide listed on their website explains the place best: A hidden back-alley spot in the Warehouse District Downtown…means…this “private” Japanese venue whose decor is “minimalist” and “stylish without...
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