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Tying up loose ends

Cleaning out my purse today and found a menu from one of the restaurants we ate at in Washington. I’m pretty sure I didn’t make mention of it so I thought I would now because it is absolutely stop-worthy-if-you-are-in-the-neighborhood.

I also wanted to mention lunch in The Dalles which was along the Columbia River Gorge. I don’t think I mentioned that one either. Of course before eating at any of these places we did spend time sitting in parking lots checking out Yelp. No more let’s just take our chances and check it out anymore. Leave nothing to chance.

After leaving Seattle on a sunny day we headed to the wine country. Actually looking back over my blog I see that it is the forgotten day. Stopped at a winery but wasn’t too impressed by the wines. One winery was enough. It was getting late so we Hotwired our way to a hotel. Nothing to talk about there. But dinner was another story. We yelped and yelped and finally decided on Phuket Thai Cuisine in Kennewick, WA.

If you are new to this restaurant, please take our spicy level seriously. Our spice level is much spicier than any other Thai restaurant. Thank you . . .” is written on the menu. The owner/cook’s daughter was our waitress. She assured me that she knew all the ingredients and there were no nuts or sesame in anything we ordered. She also mentioned that she was allergic to nuts too. Ah, I felt good. I knew I didn’t have to take a small bite and let it sit in my mouth to wait and see if it’s safe.

We said we’d go for 3 stars hot because we liked hot but she wasn’t so sure we could handle it. Her mom/cook/owner came out and we chatted. She recommended 1 star and she would give us some fresh spice to add if we needed it. I was a bit apprehensive. I couldn’t believe we agreed to 1 star. Is it going to be like Orchid in Garden City where we say very spicy.  And it is served hardly spicy. Maybe it is a language thing? very — hardly?

The Ydom Yum soup we ordered was delicious. The Paht Khing (ginger stir-fry prepared with sweet onion, green onions, and mushrooms) was very spicy and also delicious. I’m always looking for a green dish. I can never find one green enough but there it was on the menu — Pa Rham (stir-fried spinach with broccoli and chicken and topped with peanut sauce. It was sooooo good. My favorite. Half the spinach was raw, softened only by the peanut sauce. It was definitely worth the trip to Kennewick. Everything was so fresh, spicy, and tasty. We ate the leftovers for breakfast.

Next we left and drove in the pouring rain in the beautiful Columbia River Gorge (or so I’ve heard.) Took a break in The Dalles, Oregon and stopped at the Baldwin Saloon, another Yelp choice. Good soup, salads, and sandwiches.

So now I can throw away my menus and receipts because I have only to look back on my blog to find this information.

Also, let’s close the book on the squirrel thing. I was a bit nervous when we left for vacation. I was pretty sure the squirrel was gone but I kept thinking that I would walk in the door after 2 weeks and see a hole in the ceiling and squirrels living in my house. Actually the way it would have happened was that Hannah would come home on Friday (a day before our arrival) and discover all this. When I spoke to her friday night, she didn’t mention anything. On Saturday I tiptoed into the laundry room and saw my row of steel wool untouched. No squirrel activity. And that is the end of Stanley!!!!!!!

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Seeking Talkative Friends

I see myself as a quiet person. Put me in a room with more than 3 people and I don’t say much. I don’t have many quiet friends. As a matter of fact I think it is safe to say that my friends are quite talkative. I won’t mention names but it is possible for me to get through a complete meal shaking my head, giggling and grunting, and then split the bill and go home without really saying more than a dozen words.

Does this mean I am a good listener? It appears that way. I listen but sometimes when I hear “whaddya think of that?”  I break out in a sweat. cough, and try to rewind in my head what just went on. I think I’m listening and I’m pretty sure I started out listening but then comes the question “whaddya think of that?” And I have to say, what were we talking about?

Drew is talkative. I am quiet. Today Drew and I did a bit of shopping and during the drive he talked. He talked about something he read in the newspaper. He remembers all the details. I felt like I read the entire article when he was finished. Some people are talkative and some are not. Some people remember and some do not. I can’t even remember the title of the last book I just finished.

Here’s a typical after movie conversation between my drew and I:  Let’s say we saw “The Departed,” a Marty movie. Drew loves Martin Scorsese. The credits are still rolling and he looks over at me. He’s beaming and excited. He looks a bit flushed and he needs to talk. He really needs to talk. “Wow, that was so  . . .  blah, blah, blah . . . the direction, the acting. What was he thinking? Blah . . . 15 minutes more of blah . . .blah . . .  So what did you think?” he finally says. Silence. I’m thinking. I’m not sure what is flying around in my head. I need time but I look over at him lovingly and say, “I (long pause) liked it. It was good.”  And with that he knows it was a great movie.

What a happy loving couple we are . . . but I’m getting the feeling Drew is not so happy about this blog even though it was his idea. I mean what did he expect? He is my best material. I see him every day. Hmm, I wonder it that’s why my girls haven’t texted me all weekend. Oh wait — I did hear from Rachel — her tonsils felt like knives. Ouch!

Dinner at Orchid in Garden City.

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