Wednesdaze

Yesterday was a good day. First, it was the last day of our lease at the old house, which means that we won't have to ever see our spaz landlord again. We had to get the last few big things out, including the couch, which has been in the living room since well before I moved in three years ago. The couch, unsurprisingly, had become gross and had become the object of a considerable amount of subconscious hatred. It served its purpose, sure, but thank god it's dead now.


We took it and a bunch of other crap to the dump, which is my new favorite place. I highly recommend it.


What does one do after throwing a bunch of shit into an enormous pile of trash? One prepares to go to Minibar, the six-seat restaurant that serves a couple dozen one- or two-bite courses. I've been wanting to go for a long time and our friend who works there finally got us a reservation.

I hadn't eaten all day so I thought it would be smart to eat a little bit beforehand just in case. I call this "Ham with Pickles and Sriracha served with Coors Original."


One of the first courses was a tiny bit of salted olive oil encased in a clear candy shell.


I'm not even going to review these things because it's impossible and I'm no food writer. But I will say that the Sea Urchin with Hibiscus foam was like getting hit in the face by the ocean.


I think my favorite was the steamed bun with caviar and lemon foam. I could've eaten one as big as my face.

The tiny Caesar salad was awesome.

As was the Philly Cheesesteak

And the corn on the cob


And the sangria slushy


But easily the coolest looking dish was this one, which is little gelatin balls filled with the flavors of bagels and lox.


Candies.

Sleepy Murph: The Epic Journey

When Murph gets sleepy, he sleeps:


But one can never accuse him of keeping us from the party.


BONUSBONUSBONUS Pedro was caught lounging in a compromising position:


BONUSBONUSBONUS #2 Ana on eating blood: "The thing about blood is that you can only eat so much of it." Truer words have only been spoken periodically.

A Trip to the Báhn Mì Shop

The high temperature today is around 28 degrees. In other news, the heat in our house doesn't really "work." So best idea: go to different Pho restaurant, where they have heat and soup.

Different Pho (50) was okay, but 75 is still better, as everybody knows.

Good thing is that Pho 50 is right next to a Báhn Mì shop. Since I recently learned from the Washington Post that Báhn Mì is "in" for 2008, while panini is "out," it was a no-brainer: go get some in-sandwiches! Up yours, panini! I never liked you anyways!

The good thing about the shop was that it had all sorts of great sundries. Here's a smattering:

1. Shrimp Snacks: A Vietnamese sandwich shop is not a Vietnamese sandwich shop without shrimp-flavored snack treats. These particular ones are Bar-B-Que flavor, which means that it's basically like a cookout in a bag, shellfish-style.


2. While you're at it, how about some baked squid-flavored Pringles? I don't know if they're actually Pringles, but they should be.


3. The Vietnamese sandwich shop is your one-stop shop for all your vegetarian food needs! Just two tablespoons in the aquarium once a day, and your vegetarian will grow a healthy and luxurious coat!


4. Need dessert? Sure you do. Man cannot live on sandwiches and fried sea-creature snacks alone. Man requires green pie. I do not care if it's by the slice or the whole. Give it.


Final review: sandwiches not as good as the place in San Francisco from where I transported five sandwiches with me on the plane back home, but still good.

BONUSBONUSBONUS If we didn't have a fireplace I may very well have died by now.


DOUBLEBONUSBONUS Another old comic (that's right, sometimes I used pseudonyms):