A word about my blog .....

I'm using this blog to keep notes on my life and experiences, plus to keep track of my own recovery from a stroke (December 2006).

For those of you who were not aware, my brother, John, died on February 10, 2010. His remains were cremated and interred at Green Hills Memorial Park.

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Friday, July 17, 2009

0717 filling up

John M came by and picked me up for a group dinner. The group is loosely associated and has the moniker of “Eater’s Ink”. The premise is that we’d come up with some sort of criteria to seek nominations, vote on the nominations, meet and eat, and then write up reviews based on our experiences.

Tonight’s selection was Ford’s Filling Station in Culver City. When John and I arrived, we met up with Akiko, Linda, Cheryl and Walt. A few minutes later, Dawn arrived and the group was complete.

The menu was interesting. One of the items was “Kobe Beef Cheeks”, which prompted questions about which cheeks were being referred to. Then we saw a list of the Nightly Specials, and an item on that list was for “Halibut Cheeks”. Now we were really confused. A helpful server assisted us and alleviated some of the confusion.

There were enough of us that we ordered a selection of what was on the menu, in order to get a spectrum of tastes.

Cheryl was picking a guy up at LAX later. One of the appetizers was fried clam, served on a bed of shoestring fries. As Cheryl moved a piece of clam toward her mouth, a fry was along for the ride, but dropped down the front of her blouse at the last second. We were wondering if her friend would find it. As luck would have it, she found it before she left the restaurant.

Dessert was especially adventuresome. One of the items was a pineapple cake with honey vanilla ice cream. A torte had peanut butter ice cream, topped with candied bacon. What did we do? We ordered both, of course.

The criteria for the next meeting has been set. We need to nominate restaurants that serve cuisine of countries whose name contains the letter “P”. The last thing we did at the table was brainstorming countries.

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