Anyhow, no long goodbyes, this has been a fantastic ride, let's hang out while I'm still around for this last month!
You never know when it's gonna hit ... you know, that flash of brilliance that comes only once or twice in your entire lifetime. Last night we got the munchies, but having just finished the picture reordering feature, Kev-bo deserved more than the normal ramen. Hmm what could I bring upstairs that would say to Kevmeister, "you're extra special"?
I know, I know. Don't hold back the tears now. We both let go and cried for a good few minutes. A Picasso. A Leonardo. I've heard of such beauty in the abstract, but never knew my own two hands could be responsible for such a creation.
Happy tuesday everyone :)
Uh Dad, what are you doing? Trying to slow-cook bananas by the heater? Then I thought back to when Moleesa posted this blog about bananas that never seem to ripen even after a couple weeks ... and no-one seemed to have a good explanation... I've actually experienced it once or twice too.
Well what does google hafta say about this?
Some say place the bananas in a brown paper bag, with a ripe apple or tomato. Not sure why this'd work, um, is being ripe a contagious thing among fruit-buddies?
Some say that permanent rawness is due to over-refrigeration during shipping and storage. Basically the bananas get the crap chilled outta them so they lose the ability to ripen (?)
In any case, subscribe to this blog if you want to keep posted on what happens with my Dad's creative banana-ripening technique ... time will tell!
Back in Seattle after 2 weeks in Hong Kong... flight landed at 6:15AM, was kinda weird to have it pitch black and 20 degrees colder. Ah yes, Seattle. Didn't really sleep on the flight back this time, not sure why. It seemed extraordinarily fast though, what was it, 7 hours as opposed to 8 or 9. I think Airbus planes are somewhat faster, or maybe there was a strong tailwind too. Anyhow, big thumbs up for Northwest airlines, I was impressed. The food seemed better too. Oh, at the layover in Tokyo, Alan had the brilliant idea of getting ramen bowls at the airport, so later we just added some hot water on the plane and ... instant gratification... probably made the ppl around us jealous though, hahaa...
Northwest Airlines food: shu mai, chicken chow mein
Lining up at Hong Kong airport, we saw 5 big black dudes with all sorts of big luggage and instruments. Turns out they were in HK for a year playing in the Grand Hyatt, their band's called W.J. and the Tonemasters, blues, R&B. Talked with the drummer, cool guy named Ronnie. Over the year they met the likes of Jackie Chan and Black Eyed Peas.
Dan: "Was Fergie just as hot in person?"
Ronnie: "oh YEEEAH. Fergilicious, baby..."
As we were standing in line, for some reason the lady handed out a big N.W.A. sticker to every person in line, I dunno, just in case you forgot that you were standing in line for Northwest? Anyhow, we had a good laugh watching all these big black dudes slap on their N.W.A stickers :P One guy immediately claimed he was Ice Cube, and annointed poor Ronnie as Easy-E :)
Dan: "Easy!! Missed ya man... I always knew you were alive! Just hiding in Hong Kong huh?"
Anyhow, that was hands down the most fun I've had standing in line to check my luggage!
Took the MTR to Lai King, transferred to the Tsuen Wan East line, rode the subway to Tai Zi, then took open-air train to the Racetrack (sorry, recounting this is mainly for my benefit).
A steady stream of people, 90% male, as they make the weekly pilgrimage to the racetrack:
Once we got there, we got a table with a view of the track... pretty fancy, you can just sit there all day and pork out on good chinese food, while they serve you bottomless beer and wine. All while picking your favorite horses to win.
There are 10 races in a day, takes about 1/2 hour for each race. We jumped in at race #2, not really knowing what we were doing... Alan lost and couldn't help but show it...
ShennyD, on the other hand, lucked out and somehow went 2-for-2 on my his two races ever! Feelin' a bit cocky... enough to talk about myself in the 3rd person anyhow, hahaa...
Mr. Zhou took us down to the observation ring, where they trot around horses for you to look at right before each race... he claims he can see whether horses look fit, smart, etc... for me? a horse is a horse, of course, of course...
Finally! on race #4, they throw a bone at Alan!
The highlight of the day: Mr. Zhou had been sidelining it most of the day, only placing a couple bet. On the last race, Mr. zhou decides to jump in with a $20 on horses #2 and #4 (a "Quenilla" bet, which my mom kept calling the "vanilla" bet :) and BAM! he hit it! $4400 to Mr. Zhou! It was the second-largest amount he had ever won on a single race, in 40 years of doing this! He was yelling and screaming so loud, everyone was staring our direction... I lamely jumped in the cheering, even though I didn't know exactly what'd happened :)
To celebrate, we took the taxi to the Thai restaurant rather than the subway (ooooohh!) And the Thai food? outstanding, I'm not sure if anything in seattle can compare.... in quality OR price...
Walking back to the subway, we happened to be on Paterson Street, where grandma used to live 40 years ago...
got back home, UGH, realized we ate NON STOP the whole day practically.
hope everyone had a safe and fun new years!