Ham and jellyfish

[jere7my]

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.

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[flammifera.livejournal.com]

I was all geared up for some flirting, but nobody is here to flirt with.

Are you now? ::arches eyebrows::