So Mr Tater and I went out for Thai food on Saturday night, to a place we’re still not 100% sure we like. The service is varies between overly attentive and wind whistling through a wasteland, the food is above average, the location is slightly inconvenient. After we finished our soup and dumplings (in some kind of pumpkin curry sauce, maybe?), I realized that if I’d taken a picture of them while they were still beautiful, I could blog about them.
I took the picture anyway. Then we got talking and when the entrees arrived, I forgot to take their picture as well. Sigh.
That’s it. No moral, no wise words, just empty plates.