G’Day ELV!
My bride and I were in your “humble burg” on Sept. 20 and left on Sept. 27 mainly to attend the Barrett-Jackson auction (as observers only) and as always to try out some of your culinary suggestions.
I thought you might be interested in my observations. We “did” three new-to-us locations; Chada Street on Spring Mountain Road, Glutton on East Carson & Tapas by Alex Stratta in Tivoli Village.
Have you ever been in an abusive relationship? Loved something or someone that took advantage of you? Made you feel like less of yourself? Challenged your preconceptions about who you are? Made you question your common sense? Diminished your self-esteem?
Yes, we’re talking to you, Chicago Bears fans.
ELV — the man, the myth, the Asian food maven — has been a bit under the weather recently. Actually, what he’s really been under is a number of dentist’s, dental hygienist’s, periodontist’s, and oral surgeon’s hands, as he’s struggled mightily to correct some malfunctioning molars in the back of his mouth.
And by “struggled mightily” we mean he’s been so full of novocaine, Xanax, diazepam, general anesthetics and Tramadol over the past ten days he barely knows his own name…much less what he’s chewing on.