On a rainy and cold day, Michelle and I were trying to figure out what to do for dinner. Delivery was the easy choice, but the default Thai food didn’t interest me. After perusing the web for a while Michelle suggested Jasmine Market.
Rice Noodle Fish Soup. This soup is filled with fried peas. It’s an interesting texture combination. If you don’t like things that taste fishy, steer clear of this one.
Coconut chicken noodle soup. The coconut taste is stronger than in Thai curry dishes. I’m not a big fan of coconut, but this dish is pretty good.
Trimming with the meal.
Lamb curry. This is the Indian flavor side of things.
This food was actually pretty close to the food we had at the Burmese Food Festival. It’s good, and I’d definitely return to try other things. It’s sad that I don’t have much time in the Culver City area.
PS. I’m writing this post drunk as I try to relax my back from pulling it this weekend. *sad trombone*
Michelle and I often go back and forth about what we’re going to eat for dinner. Cooking is generally not an option for us unless we want to eat pasta or kim chi fried rice every night. One day she said she would pick up Samosa House, a place that we drive by constantly but have never tried.
Who knew not eating meat could taste so good?
There was a lull in the number of weddings I had to attend recently, but it looks like it is picking back up again. Last night I went to a wedding for Michelle’s high school friend, Shivani. Both the bride and the groom are of Indian descent, so the wedding was done in what I would have to assume is traditional style. They had a doctor that specializes in marriages fly all the way from Toronto to marry them.
The groom and his family come to the wedding. If the bride’s family says no, I wonder if they just come more like a raiding party and take the wife like the Vikings.
Truly a grand celebration with dancing and all.
The groom on his white horse, getting down.
Husband and wife.
UC Irvine girls.
The view of the bay at Marina Del Rey.
Love is in the air.
The food was so delicious, and the Naan was so soft and fluffy. I wish I had some right now.
It’s impossible to get people onto the dance floor at Chinese weddings. How do they do it?