My coworker was kvetching to me about meeting his wife’s expectations of Valentine’s Day. According to him, she expects a card and flowers. He thinks it’s silly but he goes along anyway because it makes her happy. I guess that’s how they reached their 30-year anniversary. By celebrating Valentine’s Day.
Last year, I went with my friend to Hanabi and I can only describe her reaction as thoroughly disappointed. She said I had to try the vegetable ramen at Daikaya. She said it would knock my socks off.
We finally went to Daikaya a few weeks ago and I don’t know if it’s because of the monster appetite I’d worked up earlier from the gym (See? I DO use my leggings!! What’s another piddley lil pair of Girlfriend Collective leggings?), but that bowl of ramen knocked my socks clear off.
Here is a picture of it for your viewing pleasure. Well, really for mine because I relive the moment of slurping the rich hot soup.
I think I know why she likes it better. Daikaya stir fries their vegetables in a searing hot wok to give it a greasy smokey flavor. The soup is really rich too.
The following week, I went back to Hanabi to give it another go. It’s still as oishi as I remembered. Their soup isn’t as greasy and the vegetables are cooked in hot water so they’re blander.
Of the two, I think I slightly prefer Hanabi.
One of my biggest gripes about ramen (eating out in general) is everything is too dang salty. What is wrong with the chefs in this town? They burn their tastebuds off or something? They add more and more salt!! Hanabi’s ramen is still salty but the salt and grease is much less overpowering. Yes, salt and grease = big flavor but I’d still like to taste the vegetables and ingredients.
Overall I’d eat at either place anytime.
My supposedly last-pair-of-leggings arrived last week. I tried them on and saw right through to my underpants. Folded them back in the bag, sealed them up and sent them back.
Unfortunately, regardless of the price, reputation of the brand, or country of origin, translucency is a common issue with leggings. I think I’m done with leggings for a while now.
I donated my hair last year. Here’s what I thought about it before and after.
- Donating hair is great and for a good cause. I should do it while I can (as in before my hair turns gray.)
- It’s easy. I only need to find a participating hair salon that will cut it and send it en masse with other peoples’ donated tresses.
- Not sure how I feel about short hair. I always have it long enough to tie back at least.
- I will do this again and again!
- Donating hair is meh, whatevers. They’ll probably just chuck it anyway (I’ve read that it happens a lot.)
- It’s a pain in the ass I have to mail in my hair. No salons participate because bullet above.
- Not being able to tie it up is a minor inconvenience and it’s more effort to tame the bedhead. Other than that I LOVE SHORT HAIR! I feel more stylish.
- I am undecided about doing this again. Leaning probably not.
This blog is eleven. Today was freezing cold and windy. Temperatures in the low 20s with the wind making it feel even colder. I don’t need no stinkin’ rodent to tell me it’s winter until it’s spring. Though that’s exactly what he said. Six more weeks of winter. I’m glad about it though. Maybe if I dance hard enough, we’ll get a proper snow.
I didn’t really set out to have a 2018 resolution, I sort of settled into it.
I got bronchitis two times within the course of three weeks in late December-early January. Just as I was getting over the first run and slowly easing back to the gym, I got knocked down by the second round. That time, I decided to give myself more time to recover and spent a lot of time on the couch watching YouTube and TV shows. I am good at convalescing. Anyway, as I started feeling better, I also got more restless and started just doing easy stretches while watching TV. It felt really good so I’m going to keep doing it. So that’s the “resolution” if it is one at all. Stretch and foam roll more regularly because it feels good. Oh and no more leggings!