Weekend Pt. 2: Chinatown

We (or at least I) just had to get outside because it was so nice.  Wandered around Chinatown--it was quite depressing to see so many storefronts closing up shop b/c of the economic downturn.  But the Wok Shop was alive and kicking (it opened 35 years ago!) as was this colorful Chinatown kite shop.

We found, quite by accident, this hole-in-the-wall claypot place on Grant St. that got rave reviews on Yelp.  The seafood claypot hit the spot, as did perfectly stir-fried mustard greens.

Weekend Pt. 1: La Provence

Tried this cute, cozy little French cafe with Mark, Sanny, Diego and Victoria.  My filet mignon of pork was delicious (chewy!) and Garry's chicken with truffle jus was solid.  I tried a morsel of Sanny's rabbit confit ravioli with fava beans which was inventive and very tasty.  The dessert of molten chocolate cake was only okay--the owner was a character.

Just what I needed on a Friday evening.

It's been a hecka long week and I am so beat.  Luckily my childhood friend was available to grab In-n-Out with me.  I knew exactly what I wanted: 2x1 (two meats, one cheese) with extra lettuce/tomato, raw onion.  Plus fries and a Coke.

Jimbo also knew exactly what he wanted: Double-Double protein style (no buns), fries well done (so they are crisper like MacDonald's fries), and a vanilla shake for dipping the fries into.  Sounds weird?  Trust me, it's delicious, a little bit like a hot glazed donut.

I ran into like three people I know--two from work and one good ole college friend.  I guess In-n-Out is the place to be on a bumpin' Friday night.

Happy Friday all!

Nutmeg remembers me.

I went over to Garry's old apt for the first time in more than four months.  I was afraid the cat, Nutmeg, an adorable stray kitty that his roommate adopted, would not remember me.  She has hazel eyes, a mishmash of gray and sand in her coat, and she's one of my favorite animal creatures in the world.

But I let her sniff my fingers, and in a minute she was rubbing her furry head into my hand.  Dear cat!