Still recovering.
Two late nights and a hard deadline required the best hangover cure known to man.
Pho.
Spicy.
And when I say spicy I mean turns your eyes blue like a Fremen’s, spicy.
I’ll tell you all the stories tomorrow.
UPDATE
He’s been like this since 7 pm and has no idea I took this picture and shared it with the internets. SHHHHHH.
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What’d you think of that Klosterman book? It’s my favorite of his. His other stuff, dare I say it, gets a little self-indulgent. As a deeply self-indulgent writer, it pains me to say that … but … erm, too much is too much.
I really like it. I like anyone who deconstructs pop culture in the same way (well, ok, smarter, yes, much smarter) that Dane and I do.
And ha, self indulgent. Me too. Isn’t that what writing’s all about? Who else will listen to me go on and on about Millionaire Matchmaker and Gordon Ramsay except myself?
No, I’m asking…do you think anyone would be interested in that because I’ve made a few notes.
Mmmmm, pho. Liam and I bought some big bowls and some of those spoons and went to Uwajimaya and loaded up on the noodles and the broths. Now we just stop by the store and pick up some bok choy and mushrooms, cilantro, and whatever meat. And then you eat it. On the couch. Holy Christ, that is good. But I still can’t bring myself to pronounce it ‘fuh’.
I think we should start pronouncing it “Pooh”.
What?
oh man, pho truely is the best hangover cure known to man. i kinda wish i was hungover, just so I could justify some pho.
there is this restaurant near my home (of Seattle, WA) that is called “what the pho” aka wut the FUHHHHH……
i never went, but pho is good and they are clever
dontcha think?
in fact i could live off pho. tofu or chicken. both are the ISH.
man i miss the NW! but terminator style “ill be baaaaaaachk”. when skating is dun n thru
Pho is great. I like chicken pho, aka pho ga. Charley puts a ton of jalapenos in his and by the end of the bowl, his brow is coated in sweat beads.
I was part of a book club for a while and that was the best book I got.
I do the same thing! And that IS Pho Ga. It’s my favorite too.
It’s those spoons. Soups, especially Pho and Udon, just taste so good out of those awkward spoons.
Whose pho in the pic? Diggin’ the greens.
Portland misses Seattle’s late night International district food past 2.
It’s Pho Van’s pho. It has a flavr.
LIES!
Okay, seriously now… you need to get some real blogging software type-stuff that will allow me to post silly images in the comments. Because that’s what comments are for.
Oh and how about allowing us mere peons the ability to edit?
I stumbled upon your blog and within about 2 minutes (of reading the “loose vs. lose” frustration, I like cats bit, and seeing the picture with Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs tucked in the corner) decided that you’re my favorite.
oh and I’m thinking of moving to Portland all the way from my very-non Portland town in NC. I’m an actor. Should I? Is it worth it?
Nels -
No. It’s my blog, not yours. Suck it up.
(Ok, I MIGHT get Dane to make a preview comment option. Just because I like you.)
Candace -
I see we both have a hard on for James McAvoy, too. Whee! MOVE TO PORTLAND. I know many actors and stage managers and directors.
Do you like rain? How about boys in girl’s pants with dirty hair? Also, you should learn to like not liking things. It’s a big deal here.
On the serious though, it’s good here. Move.
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