A Bit of a Throwback.... Reinvestigating my Vegetarian Days

When I was 12 I decided I didn't want to eat red meat any more. Mostly I was worried about future impacts on my health (jeez, lets not unpack all that shall we... I was TWELVE). I basically then lived off cheese omelettes for several years. I cut out all other meat when I was about 20 and that stuck for about 6 or 7 years. 

I started eating meat again kind of accidentally and then when I got together with my other half, it became at every meal. He was raised very firmly on meat and has a hard time sometimes picturing a meal without it. 

But now, I'm really leaning back into the idea of eating more plant based meals. It's a lot of things... sustainability, health, studying up on how warped of a view we have about how much protein we need. 

But wow, when you've got out of the habit of eating vegetarian it's really really hard to go back. I've been trying to replace two dinners a week with vegetarian meals and I've got to say, it's been tough. I used to be so good at this! We really need to eat things other than pasts! Though in fairness.... spinach and ricotta ravioli in a lemon cream sauce is delicious... rampantly unhealthy, but delicious!

So I'm going another route with this. The plan is to use up all the protein we have in the freezer without adding more, and then going back to grocery shopping based on menu planning, rather than menu planning based on what we have on hand. 

For now, I'm doing very well at veggie breakfasts and lunches....even though I unthinkingly ate a ham sandwich yesterday. So hopefully, February will be all about eating things up and then maybe by March I can start really diving better into more plan focused meals. Wish me luck and feel free to drop me a note on what your favourite non meat focused dinner is!

Oh, Well Hello There!

 I know. I know I know I know. 

Five years. FIVE. Redd what the heck?

I'm sorry I've been... busy? Distracted? Quarantined? Getting Older?

All of the above is most definitely true. And I moved. Twice. 

We abandoned Minnesota in the fall of 2017, barely 16 months after we got there. We may have acquired another dog (cough cough, band aid baby). We spent a year in North Hollywood, California in a beautiful house that was teeny tiny and so pretty and oh so very very very expensive. Then we decided we weren't sure what was next, so we decided to go lick our wounds somewhere familiar and comfortable. We moved back to Las Vegas in October 2018. It's been pretty great. Nice house, good neighborhood, lots of fantastic food opportunities, and I even grew a pomegranate! Well, the tree grew it and I grew the tree. 

Hilariously, this update is my 200th post to the blog that I am now hoping to revive. 

I'm using instagram a lot more and you can find me by clicking here. I've started that particular feed just for this blog space. I decided not to use Salted Spoon because there is a charming little ice cream shop in the north of England that just opened with that name, and I want them to have their space. But hey, this blog will stay named as such because, well, I WAS here first. 

 I am not going to make any grandiose claims over what you can expect from my return... just in case it embarrassingly does not stick... you know, like 2017.  But right now I am very into the following things:

Smoked Salmon Eggs Benedict

Gin Martinis 

White Wine from Burgundy

Homemade Pasta (I married well)

Anything Nigella Lawson or Stanley Tucci are doing

Working through my 1000 Foods to Eat Before You Die book, of which I start this year at an even 300. I love round numbers so much. 

So. Hi! Hope you are fantastic. See you around!

All Grown Up

When I was younger, maybe 10 years ago or so, I started dreaming of having an amazing bar. As an avid cocktail lover, I envisioned the day when I would have all the necessary ingredients for incredible things at my fingertips. I imagined coming home after a long day of work, mixing something delicious, and relaxing on my veranda surrounded by flowers that I had grown myself, before flitting around the garden and picking the vegetables I would make for dinner.

Well, a fair bunch of that didn't happen.... partly because I work from home, partly because I live in a desert and partly because I'm not really one to, well, flit. I also don't have a veranda.

But I do have a bar! As I was going through some photos I found a picture of my lovely bar from back in April, when I had just come back from Napa and stocked up on a bunch of wine. I had a few bottles of liquor, just the basics, but nothing too extensive.

I just went and counted and back then I had 24 different bottles hanging out on top of the bar. Maybe it's a little more extensive than I thought.

Which makes it even crazier now that I get to show the expansion I've made. I, um, well, now there are 40 bottles.

And a dual zoned wine fridge.

And a spare rack for overflow wine that's young and needs to age a little.

Yeah.

Okay. So. What was my point?

Ah yes! My new sort of plan. I'm giving myself a little challenge. I want to try my hand at cocktail making more frequently. So I'm going to try really hard in the new year to make a different cocktail every week or two with a different liquor from my bar. I've got a couple ready to go and I'll hopefully have those up soon. In the meantime, happy holidays and here is a picture of a cute puppy to distract you from the lack of recipes in this post.

(By the way, my boyfriend, procurer of the dual zoned wine fridge, has major brownie points for winning Christmas with that quite fantastic item this year).

Life After

It's weird working for myself again. I'm still finding my groove and figuring out how it all fits together. Doing voice overs full time is certainly not something I ever expected to be doing, and if you had told me that would be my job two years ago I would have laughed in your face.

I work 7 days a week, but my time commitment is greatly reduced. I was working between 75 and 80 hours a week before. Now I'm probably closer to 30, which is quite lovely.

I certainly am enjoying being well rested and not running a million miles an hour. It's Sunday afternoon and I've spent the morning cooking brunch, reading Food and Wine Magazine, and hitting up the Farmers Market. It's a nice nice little life.

First things first, this guy and I bought a house. It's actually the house we were renting. The landlord wanted to sell it, and we called dibs. It's nice that it is ours now. We are slowly doing the things we've wanted to do to it for a while. We're about to rip out 5 palm trees, and overhaul the backyard. I'm optimistic yet nervous!

 

Zoe is getting pretty big now. Here she is being an excellent studio puppy. She likes to hang out by my editing chair while I'm in my sound booth recording. She's 7 months old now and still an absolute joy.

And the obligatory food type picture. And awesome Farmers Market haul of Bok Choy, Broccoli, Summer Squash, Green Tomatoes, Swiss Chard, Beet and Spaghetti Squash. $21 well spent. I'm looking forward to playing with it! I nearly died when I saw Green Tomatoes.

I've actually got a couple of food posts in the works. Crazy, right?

44, 2, 4, 2

Here is a list of things, mostly featuring numbers.


I have 44 more shows until I finish with the Circus and work as a full time voice over artist and (hopefully) have the time to get back to the gym and the kitchen.

I have 2 dogs now. One more than I had two months ago. Zoe is incredible.


I spent 4 nights in Puerto Vallerta, Mexico with my amazing boyfriend.

We've been together two years now.

I can't stop listening to "Flaws" by Bastille.

I've eaten at a few more excellent restaurants in Las Vegas, that were on my bucket list. The Sweet Corn Chowder at Heritage Steak is the best thing I've ever eaten in my life.

My world is so very beautifully full.

The Mother of All Catch Up Posts

Yes. I've been gone a while. I make no guarantees regarding how back I am but how about we remain cautiously optimistic, okay? Okay.

This is the mother of all catch up posts. Ready?

Here we go.

My super gorgeous guy had a birthday in September.

I discovered Gilcrease Orchard, a pick your own farm in Las Vegas, which is insane....thanks to my lovely friend Jordyn (she of the re-styling my wardrobe).

Joe and I ate at Joe's Crab Shack for no particular reason that I can remember.... I just like the lights.

We started the process of building my new recording studio.

I picked my first pumpkin... mid October I'm guessing.

 The acoustic foam for my studio got laid down... part purple just for fun.

Because we needed it done so we could move in together. Which we did, and it's awesome.

The lovely Tree created a Thanksgiving feast that was particularly spectacular.

I headed home for a few days to spend time with the family right before Christmas. Yes, my parents live in a Windmill. Yes, it's as cool as it sounds.

Speaking of Christmas.....

Snowboarding adventures continued.

The most delicious Loaded Cornbread was consumed in Mammoth, California.

Joe started school, and I suck at taking pictures of lamb in our kitchen.

So now, I'm spending a lot of time working on my voice over career. I'm doing quite well, having used it to pay off all my credit card debt and become a much happier, more financially stable person. The big project up right now is the garden. We have a nice garden since we rent a house, and we're turning it into something a bit more special. We're going to be trying our hand at growing our own vegetables. I'm going to work on getting back to cooking and writing more (in my copious free time, of course).

My friend Tree is growing a baby and he's almost ready to come on out, so I'll sure that will be a point of interest soon.

So yeah. I think we're now on the same page.  Let's see what happens next!

Re-Style

Things that are awesome:

- Seeing Legally Blonde the Musical at an outdoor theatre sitting on the grass with 7 kinds of cheese and my amazing friend Tree.

- My friend Jordyn spending her Sunday with me at a thrift store completely re-styling my closet. We bought 41 items. It was awesomely insane.

- My friend Annie's new swishy hair.

- Yesterday I was able to sit on a couch and read a magazine for nearly an hour and drink tea.

- My friend Alan coming to my rescue when my recording equipment wasn't working and I couldn't get any work done.

- 7 mile hikes. 

- Rocking a baby to sleep.

- My 4 year old goddaughter Winry has a pink Dalek dress for DragonCon. She looks incredible in it.

- Snowboarding season is less than three months away.

- Being cooked for.

-Joe, always. 

The Whisperer

I'm sitting on a couch in Oxnard, California with a ginger cat named Otis on my lap, and I'm being whispered.

Okay let me back up a little.

So, six months ago or so I wrote a book. It, to me, didn't seem like a very big book. In fact it seemed like just a collection of things that I like to eat that all had some kind of other meaning to me. Some of the recipes came from my family. Some of them came from my friends. A lot of them came from me. I think in my head I downplayed the whole thing. I don't think I realized when I was writing the book that I was putting so much into it, and when I finished it, it was as though all the stuffing got knocked out of me and I became completely deflated.

I don't know why, but after that I just couldn't write. I stopped cooking. I stopped trying. All the other things in my life became bigger, and slowly that raging fire of a foodie and a blogger and a writer with big ole dreams just drifted away.

I missed that side of me. I missed her a lot. I've spent a lot of time over the last 6 months eating frozen healthy choice meals, triple cream brie on crackers, and obsessing about how I never seem to be able to stay the weight I want to be (though I will concede the possibility of the triple cream brie having something to do with that).

I felt stuck. Uninspired, uncreative, undone. I needed a jolt. I needed perspective. Something to get me back on the right path.  I needed Dana.

Dana writes Whisks and Words, and she is exceptional. We've known each other a long time, having gone to the same college, but we haven't really known each other for more than a year or two. Food writing connected us together and I'm grateful for that. Dana recently moved to the West Coast and set up shop in Oxnard, California, which is a mere five hour drive from my place in the desert.

With a week away from the circus coming up, I knew I needed to not hang around the city being depressed while drinking nothing but vodka tonics. I needed to do something. I needed a kick in the butt. So I asked Dana if maybe I could come and say hi and visit her for a couple of days, thinking that perhaps we could just hang out and eat and cook and drink and that somehow by the osmosis of being around her I would start writing again.

So I showed up her house yesterday. I was greeted by a fresh batch of Chamomile Cupcakes with Honey frosting, an awesome snuggle-cat named Otis, a glass of red wine mixed with sparkling lemonade, and the declaration that she was going to "whisper" me.

There is nothing quite like sitting on another woman's couch with a seemingly endless supply of cocktails, catching up on life, talking about food and writing and careers and most importantly what we're going to eat. It's a wonderful wonderful thing.

I'm so utterly thrilled that I'm here. I'm so glad that I get to sit and hang out and wear a hoodie because it's not 110 degrees here. I love that this morning I woke up to Dana making Blueberry Muffins and then we went off to the farmers market to pick out what we wanted to have for lunch.

I love that I'm already feeling like my old self, feeling enchanted by the idea of writing, feeling thrilled that I'm near someone who shares a lot of the same sentiments that I do, feeling hungry. It's nice to be taken in, to be fed. It's like I'm being wrapped in this big snuggly blanket after spending six months freezing my ass off.

I'm being whispered. I can feel it.

Well That Snuck Up on Me

Okay, I swear I have recipes. I actually have like, a really good one for you. But the post it note that I wrote it down on fell behind the fridge and I haven't managed to get to it yet.

And I've been working.

And doing lots of voice overs.

Oh yeah, and I turned 30.

Seriously. 30. I know I know it's "not that bad"and being 30 is the new 20 and all that stuff and look at all the great things I've accomplished and blah blah blah.

But it's hard when you look at your life and you think of all the things you meant to do before now. You make a list in your head of what you can pull off before you're 35, or 40. How late is too late?

I wish I could tell you that at the age of 30 I'm going to rededicate myself to food and be awesome and amazing... but I just don't know. I don't know what's going to happen. I'm day by day here in the Valley. I get up, I go record voice overs, I go to the Circus, I spend time with my boyfriend. I live off poached eggs on toast and lots of coffee. I go to the park with the dog. I watch Deadliest Catch before bed to help me fall asleep. I do it all over again. 

It's a weird cycle. And I'm going to be in it for a while I think. But I'm hoping that soon, soon things will shift in some way. Soon I'll get to the next stage of my life, whatever that may be. Soon I'll embrace 30 and not be in this weird limbo thing where I'm not sure what to do with it. 

Soon, I'll dig out that recipe. Because it has bacon in it... and it's really good.

Liquid Diet

I would regale you with all the tales of the awesome food coming out of my kitchen, but I really have none to tell. I've been on a pretty liquid diet for the last little bit because my show is dark for a week. To the average person living in Las Vegas, having a week off work when you can't go anywhere pretty much turns into one thing.... day drinking!

I have, though, eaten a couple of really good things which I managed to be smart enough to take a few pics of, so please consider this an interim post, sharing with you a couple of highlights of food sandwiched between a lot of cheap Tempranillo, Redd's Apple Ale (love the name!), Buddha Beer and Gimlets.

The beach house breakfast I made for Larry, Justin and Amee when I spent a whirlwind 25 hours in Newport beach a few weeks ago.

The KJ Steamer at Joe's Crab Shack. I subbed shrimp in because I wasn't in the mood for mussels. Snow crab is just one of the most delicious things ever. This was the day I got permission to go play hooky from work and see a concert with my hot boyfriend.

This burger looks weird, and to a degree it was a let down because it was ordered medium rare and arrived well done, but on it was truffled cheese and bacon onion jam. That really made up for it. This was also the night that we were planning to go to the gym after work but decided a crappy day meant we would go to the Yardhouse instead.

Oh Brio. Home of Cucumber Basil Gimlets, and this Three Tomato Insalata with Chicken. Divine and yummy and just the fortification I needed to spend an afternoon shopping with the lovely Dani. She and I really are the worst together. We egg each other on when it comes to buying clothes almost as much as when it comes to ordering cocktails.

I realize that posts like this make it sound like I have this really epic fabulous life. To a degree, I do. but I'm only showing you the highlights, not the other 97% of the time.

It's a really nice 3% though.

Afterwards

Here's the thing about writing a book. It's a huge personal accomplishment. It's very big in your head and very emotional in some ways because it's like this little being that you've created. You work so hard to create it, get it dressed, make it pretty and perfect, and then you send it out into the world.

And then what?

Then, well, you did that. Check. Moving on.

I'm having a really hard time with the afterwards of writing my book. I've had so many projects and when it came to cooking and food, that was the big one. Now, well, now I've kind of hit pause when it comes to cooking.

I've been away a lot. I've been snowboarding or working on other big non-food projects (I narrate audiobooks too and just got done with a really big one). When it comes to cooking, I've not been making anything new. I've made a lot of meatballs and salads and things that you've seen already. I haven't been reading food magazines or other peoples blogs. I've not been jotting recipe ideas down at every opportunity. I've not been feeling inspired, so I haven't really been writing.

This makes me sad. I love this blog and I love food, and writing about food. I need to kick start myself somehow. I need to be inspired. I need to just get back in my kitchen and play. I need to start going to the grocery store and grabbing something random and figuring out what I want to do with it. There are so many "I need to" and "I should do", but I just can't seem to get started.

What do you do when you hit a wall? How do you handle the afterwards of something big?

Banana Rum Cake for Larry

New Year's here in the Valley was a really nice experience this year. I had a lot of fun on the 51st floor of the Cosmopolitan drinking wine and champagne, playing Cards Against Humanity (which, incidentally, is the best game every) and hanging out with friends.

My friends Larry and Justin were staying with me over New Years. They were in from California and were using my guest room while I'm between roommates. They both love food, which makes them the perfect guests.

I'm going to try something new this year. It isn't exactly a resolution, just a way of keeping me busy. I have a lot of cookbooks. I consider myself a collector and I love getting books for my birthday or Christmas. I'm going to go ahead and try and aim to make and adapt one recipe from a different book every week. This could be interesting for sure, as I've got several books that I've never made anything at all from.

So since it's the first week of the year, I asked Larry to give me a hand picking out a book. The happy result was the Joy the Baker Cookbook. After skimming through the recipes, we settled on one for Banana Rum Cake. When I went to Antigua I can back with a bottle of Antiguan rum and have been looking for a good excuse to open it.

I adapted this cake a fair bit from it's an original version. Instead of making it a layer cake with frosting, I went for a simple bundt cake.... a good excuse to break out new pans.

Banana Rum Cake
Adapted from Joy the Baker Cookbook

3 Cups Flour
2 1/4 Teaspoon Baking Powder
3/4 Teaspoon Baking Soda
3/4 Teaspoon Salt
1 1/2 Teaspoon Cinnamon
1/2 Teaspoon Nutmeg
3/4 Cup Butter, softened
1 3/4 Cup Dark Brown Sugar
3 Bananas, mashed
4 Tablespoon Rum
3 Eggs
1/2 Cup + 2 Tablespoons Buttermilk
1/2 Cup Walnuts, chopped
1/2 Teaspoon Vanilla Extract

Preheat the oven to 350F and grease a Bundt pan.

Cream together the butter and sugar, add in the eggs and vanilla. Add in the bananas, rum, cinnamon, nutmeg, buttermilk, salt, baking powder and baking soda until well combined. Fold in the flour and the walnuts. Pour into the pan and bake for fifty minutes. Turn the oven off and leave the cake in the oven for another 10 minutes. Check that the cake is cooked through. Let cool in the pan.

Cut into nice big chunks and eat at your desk at work after a busy couple of hours. Resolve to drink more tea.

Salted Spoon: The eBook!

Almost a year ago now, I started working on a little side project. I wanted to put together an eBook of my favorite recipes, something small and cute with both new recipes and the popular ones from this blog.

Over a few months, it started to take better and better shape. I had a few times where it stalled out, but one fine day in the fall I was able to close my laptop, turn to my guy and say "It's done".
Tweaking, editing, formatting, cover designs and life intervening meant that it took me just a tad longer than expected, but yesterday it was finally published.

It's got 30+ recipes in it and the stories behind them and I'm really really happy with it.

You can pick it up on Amazon at the link below or the link in the sidebar! Thanks so much for being here and helping me make this possible!

2012 Wrap Up

Well here I am, wrapping up another year. And this, my friends, has been a hell of a year. My personal life has been filled with ups and downs, good and bad. I've gone through enormous life changes, almost all for the better. This was my building block year. I got a lot of things straightened out that should make for happier times moving forward.

The biggest things that happened to me this year:

I ran my first 5K and 10K.

I bought my first ever new car.

I lost two friends way too young.

I had three surgeries.

My heart got broken.

My heart got better.

I learned how to Snowboard.

I became friends with Lindsay, Danny, Dani and Meredith... fantastic additions to my life.

I hugged all my parents without going to England.

I met and passed my goal weight.

I reconnected with Dana.

I became a happy, healthy person.

I cooked. I wrote. I lived.

This year I created a lot of recipes that I am delighted to have in my repertoire. I've learned a lot in the kitchen and I'm really working on building my food legacy in a strong strong way. So with that in mind, here are my personal favorite recipes from this year.

Thanks for being here. Sometimes I feel like I'm writing out into an invisible void, but I know you're out there somewhere.

 

Poached Eggs with Tomato and Avocado

 

 

Apple, Cheddar and Sage Flatbread

Meatballs with Homemade Barbecue Sauce

Cucumber Mint Sparkler

Clams with Corn and Heirloom Tomatoes

 

Cinnamon Chocolate Coffee Cake

Fall Corn Chowder

And next year? Well.... next year is going to be really really interesting. I've got a big project that I'll get to share soon. I can't wait!

10,232

Y'all, that was awesome. Seriously.

In the last two weeks, I have traveled 10, 232 miles. I have been on four airplanes. I have seen pink sand in the Caribbean, Christmas trees in Bryant Park New York, and learned how to Snowboard in Utah.

I've caught up with old friends, hugged my family, missed a play, and gone on my first trip with my boyfriend.

I've had bad lobster, drunk champagne five days in a row, ordered room service, and eaten snow.

I've had a really really lovely vacation. I needed it, and I'm glad I went. I'm rested and ready for whatever comes next.

I have no good food pictures, because honestly I didn't have anything revelatory in the food department (except for some damn good barbecue chicken which I have no evidence of). But I've got some pretty pictures and I thought I'd share a few.

Pink sand in Barbuda. It's pink due to all the little shells. My mother did the hand modeling.

 Sunset, Mamora Beach, Antigua.

Sunset, Shirley Heights, Antigua. Overlooking English Harbor. Amazing barbecue here every Sunday.

The view from my balcony, St James Club, Antigua. Where I would curl up in the afternoon with a book and a cup of coffee.

Bryant Park, New York. A quick stopover to say hi to my friends Danny and Meredith. We walked around and drank Strawberry Hot Chocolate and then I taught Meredith how to knit.

Sunrise, Arizona (possibly Nevada). First trip away with my guy. We left Las Vegas at 6am to go to Brian Head, Utah. 

The view from the top of the mountain in Brian Head. I learned how to Snowboard. I've got a lot more learning to do, but I loved it. We stayed overnight and it was absolutely gorgeous and wonderful.

The whole two weeks have made me ridiculously happy. I'm a lucky girl in that I get to do things like this once in a while.

Did you see my Snickerdoodle recipe over at Whisks and Words? Check it out.

Away I Go

It's our December dark, meaning the Circus is shut down for two weeks. I am running away for the duration.

Have a good week or so. Eat lots of Christmas Cookies.

Color Me Rad

So, I have a new blog design, courtesy of the lovely Kathleen. It's a lot less standard blogger and a lot more individual which I like. What do you think?

It's been a bit dull over here in the Valley the last week or so. I did, however, get to do something pretty cool. I got to run in the Color Me Rad 5K here in Vegas.It's a neat race... they have them all over the country. Basically, you run and you get pelted with paint powder at various intervals throughout the race, and a whole bunch at the end. It's non-competetive and it isn't timed, so it's a lot of fun.

I really like running 5K. I've gotten a lot better at them, and I really like running with a bunch of people.

Here is my before shot, with the lovely Dan and Kate. Dan wasn't running, but he was nice enough to hold the car keys. We also made sure he got a good dose of paint on him at the end. 

Here is how we looked after. Nice and messy in front of the final paint station. We'd had an adult slumber party the night before and stayed up very late drinking rum, playing Wii bowling, and chatting, so we were running on less than four hours sleep. I'm amazed at how energetic we looked!

Afterwards I heading home to shower. The amount of paint was ridiculous! I had to wash my hair twice to get it all out, and my shower looked like it had been attacked by a parade of angry smurfs. It was back to bed and then a bowl of my favorite comfort food... mashed potatoes with peas and gravy, washed down with a cup of tea.

All in all a good time was had, and I'm really glad I did it. Time to find another race to run! I'm really wanting to do a 10K next.

Where the Hell is Redd?

 

I'm not really here. I'm everywhere and nowhere doing everything and nothing. I'm working at the Circus, I'm spending time with my friends. I'm hanging out around firepits at 1 in the morning, drinking Pecan Abita and talking about love. I'm going to Antigua in a month. I need to buy a new Bikini. I'm doing a 4-day detox. I have no idea if I'll make it four days, but I'm going to try. All of my ex-stunt guys stuff is now out of my house. I have more closet space than I thought. I really don't have a lot of stuff. Where did all my stuff go? Wednesdays and Fridays are my favorite days now. Tuesdays are pretty fun too, when they involve going to eat at random ethnic restaurants with my awesome girl friends.

I had this Blueberry and Lemon Curd crepe at Crepe Expectations. It was tangy and delicious and smacked me in the face with flavor. It was a Sunday morning and I was drinking coffee with Chantal as we talked about her upcoming wedding. They have a Pear and Cheese crepe that I want to try so badly the next time I'm there. Really amazing service, too.

I ate this Eggplant Grilled Cheese at Bread and Butter, which is where I've been hanging out pretty much every Tuesday afternoon. I sit and I read and I eat a pastry, or a sandwich. I drink Earl Grey tea. The lady behind the counter is amazingly nice to me. She makes me smile. I always sit in the same place. I think of it as "my spot". I'm nuts about their raspberry muffins.

 

I ate this Masaman Curry at Pin Kaow, while catching up with my friend Dragan. This place was recommended to me by a friend. I liked it a lot. Nice atmosphere, nice food. The service was a little slow, but I was happy with the curry. I'm a sucker for Thai food. I eat it way more often that I think I realize. It's delicious. I need to come back here and try their Panang curry too, and their Pad Thai of course.

 

It's been a long time since someone gave me flowers for no good reason. I'm a big fan of said someone.