Thanksgiving Weekend

This past weekend was very noteworthy for the food that was eaten. On Thursday I ate a Thanksgiving meal with the family. It was above average, not the best meal in the world, but I did enjoy the cranberry sauce very much with my stuffing. I don't think I ever had cranberry sauce before. Is that strange? I ate so much that I had to lie down, skip dessert (chocolate chip cookies and pumpkin pie), and force myself to breath so I wouldn't pass out. Is that strange?

On Friday I ate free Todai. It was delicious, but I did not gourge myself, I was practicing self control. I am very proud of myself. The sushi seemed to have a lot of rice in it. I slept through dinner on Friday which I am a little regretful about.

On Saturday morning I ate a breakfast burrito from Troy's, best I've ever eaten. For lunch I had bbq with the family, a healthy amount of beef, shrimp, salad, and bread. For dinner I had a quite superb King Noodle dish at Banana Bay, a charming Thai restaurant in Rowland Heights. The noodles had egg cooked into them as well as crab, calamari, and shrimp. An appetizer soup made of coconut and sweet seafood was also quite delicious. I give the place an above average rating; the food was good, not amazing, but the ambience made it a cut above the rest. Not that I'm a Thai food connoiseur or anything.

Today, Sunday, was lackluster to say the least. Leftover Thai food, leftover turkey, and random bad groceries around the apartment. I've come to realize that my own personal happiness is a direct function of the quality of food that I am eating. The better I eat, the happier I am. And that's pretty much all I need to get by.

P.S. this blog is quickly becoming solely about food, and I am in complete support of this.