Last night, D and I went to eat at BCD Tofu in Garden Grove. We shared the short rib combo, which comes with soon tofu, pictured here (we also ordered one extra stone pot of rice). As you can see, it was a cauldron of bubbling spiciness, sputtering out onto my paper place mat. We requested “medium” spiciness, and it was quite good. The ribs also came piping hot, served on a sizzling plate. It was a good amount of meat, so I’m glad we shared. While we were waiting for our food, the restaurant played “Arthur’s Theme” by Christopher Cross, a favorite of mine. Good times. The waitresses also tried speaking to us in Korean–haha.
Now, on to the story for which this entry is named. After our dinner, I suggested that we go to the boba place at the end of the strip mall, called Boba Loca. D tried to poke the big straw through the plastic top, but it wouldn’t go through. So, he held the cup steady and jammed the straw with all of his might and broke the whole cup! Milk tea spilled all over the counter, bar stool and floor. D asked for a new one and I tried to mop up as best I could with the paper napkins. We had the cashier poke the hole in our new boba so we wouldn’t have a repeat disaster and we quickly left. The cup had a Bible verse on it, just like In-n-out!
Afterwards, we hung out at the Block. They have added a lot of stores recently that I hadn’t seen before. There was cool looking gelato place called Melt that we should try some day. D bought a Berkeley sweatshirt at Steve and Barry’s. Everything in the store was $7.98! D used to go to that store in Indiana for IU t-shirts, but I guess they’re expanding. The t-shirts were super cheap and the iron-on writing would come off after a few washings. However, D’s sweatshirt is embroidered, so hopefully it will last longer.
One of my hobbies is trying new restaurants. I think D sometimes gets annoyed because I always want to go somewhere new instead of sticking with the tried and true. However, D proved his taste for adventure when he ordered the “Peruvian Punch” made of purple corn at Nory’s Peruvian Restaurant a couple of weeks ago. It is an acquired taste. Pictured is D’s order of rotisserie chicken. I had chicken fried rice. They also give you some rolls to dip in a small bowl of aji–a light green, spicy sauce that contains peanuts and crackers, according to our waiter.
