Thursday, December 13, 2012

Thanks for the Help

Yesterday we received a box from Norm's mom that had Christmas presents. As usual, we opened the box, took the wrapped presents out and placed them under our tree.

I am going to go ahead and admit that Cali and Pellet were particularly interested on the packages that came out of the box... for a split second I hesitated putting them under the tree. "Nothing is going to happen" "quit being paranoid" I told myself. So naturally they rushed to the tree to sniff the boxes and naturally I yelled "NO!" and naturally they moved along.

This afternoon when I got home from work, I found this:

Obviously  I don't know what's inside the other boxes, but I'd say that out of all the options, the koozies were the most practical to bust into. Now we can go ahead and give them an early start usage!

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Dining Experience

A while back I read an article about the difference on "eating out" and having a "dining experience". It basically relayed a message along the lines of when "eating out" you go to the restaurant, eat and move along with your life and when having a "dining experience" you take in the whole meal with all your senses, a dining experience would be one that you would learn from, cherish, and all those good things.

Well, the other day, we went to this place for dim sum. It all started by our friends (and Norm) explaining to me what dim sum was... "oh! like Chinese tapas! got it. let's go there!" so we did...  We walked into a large rectangular room that was intriguingly decorated in Asian decor - the "stage" had painted dragons as backdrops, there were chandeliers throughout the restaurant and the tables had those heavy duty vinyl covered table clothes are are made for easy wiping.  

Two reasons I kept the snob inside of me, well, inside of me and decided to embrace eating there. One was the fact that the friends had been there before and had nothing but awesome comments about the food. Two was the fact that this Asian restaurant was full of Asian customers (I wouldn't eat in a Peruvian restaurant that wasn't good.... you get the point).

We sat down and quickly, Brazilian steakhouse style, servers started approaching our table offering little plates of food that was either fried or slimy. If they mentioned "pork" or "bacon" the plate was immediately off the server's cart and on our table. 

I have no pictures because honestly the food wasn't pretty, but it sure was tasty. 

After we stuffed our faces with pork, bread, slimy textures, fritters and various rice dishes, we walked out paying $60 for four adults.

Although the restaurant and the food is far from fancy, I consider eating at this place not only a dining experience but a cultural one too. I ate chicken feet. 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Alive

We are alive.

I think a year of hotel jobs is catching up to us.

It's not that I don't have ideas to blog about... it's just that when I get home in the evening, all I can think about is: putting on my pj's, fixing something to eat, and playing Bejeweled Blitz.

Family Picture 2016

Family Picture 2016

Family Picture 2015

Family Picture 2015

Christmas Picture 2011

Christmas Picture 2011

Family Picture 2009

Family Picture 2009
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