Remember a time when: you enjoyed a particularly delicious meal. Who was with you?

I have a few!

  1. The Cheesecake Factory with mom; I just graduated from college.
  2. Before that, a friend treated us all to this ritzy Irish pub uptown.
  3. I don’t remember, but jello shots in a pan were involved. And I put a bottle of Aristocrat under the sink where it belongs.
  4. Having deer meat chili at a friend’s when we stayed for the weekend.
  5. Chinese Hot Pot places, both on my birthday: surrounded by partners and loved ones. I love the communal aspect of it.
  6. The first meal we had in our place; after we all moved in together in our first house.
  7. Celebrating moving into our tiny apartment with fantastic Mexican food around the corner.
  8. Anything is delicious once you’re off the river from river tubing. Friends at the buffet or BBQ in someone’s house.
  9. Just me and my book, at a coffee place, with coffee and a yogurt thing.
  10. A crab boil at my mom’s.

I’m sure I got more.

After that depressing previous post, I could sure use a nice bowl of ramen right now. Just the classic Tonkotsu. It’s also cold out, so I’m leaning toward warm soupy things. Unfortunately, the ramen place that I loved to go to closed down when I wasn’t looking, so I’ll need to search for a new spot.

No, not Silverlake Ramen. It gets the job done, but it lacks a lot of the flavor ramen could have. I do love those lil pork buns tho.

oh… you said snack. In that case, I’ve been loving almond butter and apple slices lately. Or snack-sized ramen? Wait, maybe those pork buns. Or a red bean bun. Or–