Poo and Pad … Uhm? (#226/365)
Posted by: Devyl GyrlThis morning, Lil Lady and I headed to the local park that has a water-play area for the kids. BFF was already on her way with the daycare kids …
She called to ask if I could go by her house and get the diaper bag, because Baby S was busy making a mess. Sure, no problem. By the time I showed up, she had borrowed wipes from another mom and was *trying* to clean up the baby. Trying. It was EVERYWHERE! Up her back. On her legs. On her tummy. On her clothes. On the towel BFF had laid down before trying to clean up the mess. All over a half dozen wipes. On the baby’s hand, because she wouldn’t keep still for three seconds much less the five minutes they’d been trying to contain the mess. Ew! *shudders*
Yes, that *did* need to be shared, dammit!
I left Lil Lady with BFF and headed south ‘into town.’ This really means I was driving to the next town over, about 40 minutes away. I managed to finally change my address for a few of my bills (oops! I am only a couple few five months late!), which is good because I am sure that the post office is sick of sticking yellow change of address stickers on my mail. I drove into town right on time, and whipped into the parking lot of my favorite thai eatery: Bankgkok House. Last year, when I was trying the various Thai places around town, I was complaining to my Mom about this or that, and none of them being as good as Nida’s International Cuisine in N’ville, which closed down last year. I still have not found a single place that makes Pad Gra Pao like she does … I seriously need to track her butt down and pay her to just make me a huge batch from her home kitchen!
I digress. Mom and I were on the phone one day and she asks if I have tried Bangkok House yet. You mean the drycleaner? *Insert laughter from Mom* Apparently, there is a drycleaner on one corner, restaurant on the other. She and (step)Dad used to have date nights there, and they loved it. Ask for XXX (she gave the owner’s name, which I remembered the first time I ate there, but have since forgotten). I did, and I did, and I fell in love. THIS was what I had been searching for (tho, they still do not make Pad Gra Pao as good as Miss Nida). THIS was food worth paying for!
Don’t get me wrong - a few of the places in town have good this-or-that. This place? GOOD EVERYTHING (just not-as-good-as-Miss-Nida’s-Pad-Gra-Pao .. I forgive them … nobody is perfect). So, I had invited June Cleaver to lunch, and since she has this great new job that she loves, which happens to be right around the corner from her home, and her son’s school, and the Bangkok House, she agreed to meet me there and try it out.
I have to give her credit. She tried to sound like she was enjoying the food. Unfortunately, I do not think Thai is her thing. That’s okay - I pigged out (sue me - if I was paying for buffet, I was going to get as much into my tummy as I could without making it literally burst at the seams!). I was in Thai food heaven. Green curry. Red curry. Ginger chicken (except i kept biting into ginger slices, which was *not* good), spring rolls (purrrrrrrrrrr), steak and peppers, chicken this, chicken that, chicken the other. Yum. *sigh*
About halfway into our appetizer plate (doesn’t that sound more dainty than ‘first plate piled high with everything we could cram onto it’?), BossBro showed up to meet us. He was supposed to be bringing me money, but our check didn’t get in, so he was empty handed (damn!). However, he joined us for lunch, and we had fun. I was the only one satisfied at the end, I think. June Cleaver was not particularly impressed with the food. BossBro seemed to enjoy the food, but was shocked at the sticker price ($10.02 for buffet AND sweet tea - I think it is a fair price, myself). The company and conversation, though, was good for all of us. It was a great lunch, and the only thing that would have made it better is if BFF could have ALSO been their sans children. Us adult siblings (because I insert myself as a family member in their family) rarely get adult-conversation-time without being interrupted 500 billion-trillion times by children with questions, comments, and complaints.
Today is a good day. Thanks BossBro … I know you’ll probably read this eventually. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did (or, at least half as much!).
xo
August 17th, 2009 at 7:58 pm
OK, so your BFF doesn’t know how to change the diaper….? That would totally be me.
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