Ham and jellyfish
Kendra's off dancing tonight, and I am left to my own devices. I was hoping Britta would come by to watch some MST3K, but she's too overworked and tired tonight. I was all geared up for some flirting, but nobody is here to flirt with. So I simmer, a bit.
Earlier tonight, Kendra and I found a table at the incredibly popular Tk Wu, a Chinese restaurant on Liberty, for the first time. Popular wisdom states that the best [ethnicity] restaurants are those that are always full of [ethnicity] people; I question that somewhat, since if I were, say, a Frenchman looking for good American restaurants in Paris, following the Americans would lead me to McDonald's. That said, Tk Wu is always full of Chinese people, and their food is both good and reasonable. I had moo shu pork, a pudding-flavored (!) bubble tea, and a big plate of jellyfish surrounded by ham.
I was not expecting a big plate of jellyfish surrounded by ham; what I ordered was a "pork and jellyfish roll", which I thought would be something like an egg roll. It was not. Kendra theorized that I was meant to roll up the jellyfish in the little slices of salted pork, which I did. It was rather tasty that way—something like cold spicy noodles, only chewier—but much more than I could eat. My limit on jellyfish is about three mouthfuls per night. Apparently.
It's cold as a comet here tonight. My cheeks went numb while changing the marquée, and Kendra and I clung together like baby monkeys on the walk home. Stupid Michigan.
Earlier tonight, Kendra and I found a table at the incredibly popular Tk Wu, a Chinese restaurant on Liberty, for the first time. Popular wisdom states that the best [ethnicity] restaurants are those that are always full of [ethnicity] people; I question that somewhat, since if I were, say, a Frenchman looking for good American restaurants in Paris, following the Americans would lead me to McDonald's. That said, Tk Wu is always full of Chinese people, and their food is both good and reasonable. I had moo shu pork, a pudding-flavored (!) bubble tea, and a big plate of jellyfish surrounded by ham.
I was not expecting a big plate of jellyfish surrounded by ham; what I ordered was a "pork and jellyfish roll", which I thought would be something like an egg roll. It was not. Kendra theorized that I was meant to roll up the jellyfish in the little slices of salted pork, which I did. It was rather tasty that way—something like cold spicy noodles, only chewier—but much more than I could eat. My limit on jellyfish is about three mouthfuls per night. Apparently.
It's cold as a comet here tonight. My cheeks went numb while changing the marquée, and Kendra and I clung together like baby monkeys on the walk home. Stupid Michigan.
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And what will you protect me from, O Knight of the Shales? Sounds like an enjoyable plan, though... ;)
So far, yes, the new you is very lovable. Indeed.
Thank you. I've already told you that I find the mini!face!you quite lovable as well. ;)
I must to bed soon, so I'm trying to avoid beginning a project like installing IRC, which would then lead to more amusing ways to procrastinate doing anything. But my point was more that I did not do things one usually does in the morning. :-P
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Hmm. Well, at this point...myself, mostly. Which would, at the very least, be amusing.
I must to bed soon, so I'm trying to avoid beginning a project like installing IRC, which would then lead to more amusing ways to procrastinate doing anything.
Oh, would it now? I'll take that as a compliment. ;)= But if you need to sleep, you need to sleep. Perhaps we will chat via IRC at some point in the future.
But my point was more that I did not do things one usually does in the morning. :-P
I see. Well, that's all good and proper, then. My imagination certainly won't conjure up any interesting things that you might do each morning. None at all. Certainly nothing involving a !#33f..ee2%%% . . . [SIGNAL ERROR]
[CARRIER LOST]
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Hmm, that would be amusing. Rather like Fight Club. Except hopefully more amusing and less bloody.
Ah, my body needs sleep to keep fighting the cold...so good night, and hopefully some of your flirtacious energy was productively channeled! ;)