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Monthly Archives: December 2009
I will be heading to JFK to board my flight to London.
Very excited.
nothing like a glass or two of wine and RAMSTERDAM playing
Roland Juno-G
IM at work.
Me: Rapha & Reminder – Beyond The Clouds (Daniel Kandi’s 147 Club Mix)
Me: It reminds me of Yanni stuff.
Me: Not exactly, of course.
Me: But that buildiness and the blabbity bloo blah harmony stuff.
Rich: blabbity bloo blah?
Me: It’s a technical term in the music world.
Me: I don’t expect you to understand.
When Above & Beyond’s Anjunabeach comes on I shout “ANJUNABITCH.”
The DJs don’t play RAMsterdam anymore!
In case any city-dwellers have eaten at a Vietnamese restaurant thinking that’s what Viet food is, my PSA to you is: IT WAS PROBABLY CRAP. There is no excellent pho in the city. None. Got it? There are a few places that do a decent job, but I have yet to be blown away by the complex tastes and textures akin to the stuff I find in Philadelphia, where there is a thriving Vietnamese community. Don’t even get me started on the abomination that is Saigon Grill or L’Annam, the two “Vietnamese” places that are, unfortunately, very close to my apartment. If they labeled themselves as fusion or Vietnamese-style, it would’ve lessened the sting a bit. Instead they think they can throw some lemongrass into your typical Chinese-style beef and broccoli BS dish and pass themselves off as Vietnamese. Puh-lease. Rice on the side? Give me a frackin’ break.
If you want more authentic fare, try Baxter St in Chinatown. There are three Vietnamese restaurants in a row there that aren’t too bad. If you are not sure of the authenticity of a restaurant, take a look at the neighborhood. Is it a trendy, young, or expensive neighborhood? Yes? It’s BS.
I want to do the right thing and dispose of my old batteries properly but I’m too lazy to figure out where I’m supposed to throw them out, so there’s a ton I’ve collected rolling around in the bottom of a drawer.
Of course come moving time I’ll just end up throwing them out in the trash.
I have switched to rechargeable batteries, but oddly enough that hasn’t made the old ones in the drawer magically disappear. Stupid batteries.
