i sure do enjoy my asian cuisine. chinese, japanese, thai. yumm-y. so i have no idea how i got this far in life without ever having eating vietnamese food. perhaps it is the fact that most of the places i have lived don't have a large vietnamese population. or maybe it is that whole wives tale involving dogs. i'm sure its the former, not the later. no matter, because the food was phenomenal. now, i don't enjoy spicy things (addressing that will probably be one of the new things further down the road) or fishy things (shut up, curt!) but other than that i am pretty open to trying new things. especially when you get to eat at the best vietnamese place in atlanta, co'm.
i ordered the beef tenderloin co'm (fragrant rice), expecting it to be similar to a chinese rice dish. it was totally different. the beef had been marinated in this wonderful sauce and then charcoal grilled. and the rice is probably my new favorite thing of the planet. while neither chris or i had anything way out of the ordinary, the experience was fabulous.
update: i feel it only fair that i let you all know that this new thing was absolutely a fall back. i was suppose to race go carts at the andretti speedway as part of austin's birthday on saturday night. but an injury to my pectoral muscles during my half-marathon three weeks before kept me on the sidelines and out of the cars. now that i am better, those pansy-ass boys better watch out. because-- and my parent's can attest to this-- i'm not afraid to drive fast, spin out and crash into other cars. trust me. i have tons of experience.
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I'm pretty sure the "wives tale involving dogs," that you mention is actually about Korea. It's not a wives tale. It's not a staple there, more of a "make you strong" kind of dish, but it's real.
And yes I already knew how both twelfth and fifteenth were spelled.
Crystal, I've ridden in your car while you were driving. You drive like an old lady who's too short to push the pedal down far enough to go slow.
I'm glad to know that you have changed your ways in the car - I have ridden with you and had to close my eyes because I was afraid that between the speed, the switching lanes and the texting we (or at least I) was on the way to meet my maker. Just keep driving SLOW and leave the "pedal to the metal" stuff for the go carts. (BTW, I too knew how to spell twelfth and fifteenth)
I love your blog...am catching up with what's up with Crystal, and trying to re-muster inspiration to get my own blog up and running. Maybe grad school will help with that.
ANYWAY. Next time you're in NYC, your ass is mine. I'm going to take you out for Vietnamese and Korean until you've got pickled fish coming out your ears. And you'll love every minute :-)
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