1117 grease stains on styrofoam

Instead of my usual "mall therapy" today, I decided to meet with a group of friends, loosely-organized under the moniker "Eater's Ink". The original intent of the group would be to meet periodically to dine and then review eating establishments. I think that we devolved into a social group that eats, and the reviews take a backseat.

John M picked me up this morning and we drove out to Honey's Kettle Fried Chicken in Culver City (they have a location in Compton, but this one was more centralized ... or so I was told). We were the last to arrive as Akiko, Walt, Cheryl, Shonn, and Neil were already there. Neil made the drive in from Ventura, but he had other stops to make in the area. He was going to surprise his parents but they surprised him first by calling him from Carpinteria when he was already down here.

We decided to order as a group so we got the Party Pac, which consisted of 16 pieces of chicken, 8 biscuits, a pint of coleslaw, a pint of potato salad, 2 orders of steak-cut kettle fries, and a large cup of honey. Plus, some sides of pancakes were added on. A plate of extra biscuits and Sweet 'n Krispy peppers were setup as starters.

The food was good but so was the conversation. We discussed Cheryl's iPhone, John and Akiko's differing tastes in TV programs (and sharing one TV), and comparisons of housecleaning techniques between the married couples and the single guys. I liked Shonn's statement about dust and how it's not causing any problems if you leave it alone. Once you try to clean it, the dust gets kicked up into the air, where it starts circulating around and then causes breathing problems.

We almost finished off the meal. There were a few leftovers so it was packed up and offered to me. I declined it and I think that Walt was taking it home.

After the long lunch (the counter service was really slow), the group headed off to Walt's, to play with Akiko's new Wii system. She worked hard to create avatars for each of us; she says that she came really close to everyone's appearance. Neil went off to make his visits. On the way to Walt's the traffic was so bad that I asked John to take me home instead, since I have to attend church tonight. I'll have to wait until later to see my avatar.