day two - thursday @ avec

happy birthday muffin!

today, i went to the fix cafe. it is literally across the street from park place towers. it's a very quaint, charming coffee shop. i noticed that a chalkboard by the front had "4 days left" on it. mien mentioned it might not be doing so well. i wonder if this is any indication that it will be closing. hope not. it is very cozy. except, i had no reception to watch any vcast videos on my phone. at least there was enough reception make calls. i called my dad and my niece (aka my baby). she told me she loved me very much. such a sweetie but it's not going to cut my trip short. ha.

i went shopping today. i took the 145 (or was it the 146?) to downtown. conveniently located by mien's office. it's only the second day (i leave in a week) and i finally got my arse to the magnificent mile. i always seem to find something at the benetton store there. two brown skirts for work. i bought what i picked out despite all the pieces the lovely sales girl from the ukraine tried to push on me. i seriously had more than 10 things she brought for me to try on. i went to h&m afterwards. i had about 6 plus items in my arm to try on. tax in chicago is over 10%. quite a lot compared to the bay area and nyc. so i didn't want to buy too much. i ended up with 4 items and put a lot back.

it worked out perfectly as i was done with h&m, mien was done at the office. so we walked toward each other to meet up. we met up on this lovely bridge and headed over to avec for dinner. one of my students recommended avec to me. mien had been there a few times but it'd been a while since she last went. it was better than i'd ever imagined.

it was packed when we got there but didn't have to wait too long for table space. i say space because you share a table of about 8. we sat at the end of this table with these three people. as soon as we sat down, one of them said, so, you finally got here. it was the start of something none of us imagined.

we started off with some wine. red and french. the guy who so nicely welcomed us offered his wine glass for some. we asked for a new glass for him. we ordered a whole bottle and had much to share. in turn, he shared some of their red snapper. very good. tender yet crispy. perfectly cooked, if you ask me. mien and i started with a cheese assortment. there was the la tur (made from goat, sheep & cow milk) from italia. then we had the la serena torta (sheep's milk) from espana. and finally, the sao jorge (cow's milk) from portugal. the la tur had the consistency of goat cheese and was our most favorite of the three. at first, when they brought the cheese out, there were 4 pieces. it didn't seem enough but turns out, was more than enough. we enjoyed it with the cheese accompaniments which is a must because, surprisingly, brings out the flavors of the cheese even more so. amazing, really.

we ordered way too many dishes. all so so good. we had the following:

norwegian salmon tartar with yellow wax beans, avocado, cilantro and pickled jalapeno - this was a brilliant combination of tastes and textures. maybe i just really like tartars. who knows.
"la quercia" prosciutto with market peaches, lemon, slivered almonds and marinated manchego - even when i was in milano, italia so many years ago. i shied away from prosciutto with mellon. but this was a special request from mien. so i tried it and it was fantastic. the peaches and prosciutto topped off with cheese. de-lish-shaws. mmm.
pan-roasted hangar steak with rapini, roasted corn, smoked paprika lima beans and beans herbed butter - all you have to know about this dish is... hangar steak with butter. gorgeous. perfectly roasted medium. really.
slow roasted crispy duck with marinated market plums, tarragon, grilled onion and savory streusel - this was unfortunately, our last dish. so we only had a bite of it. but boy do i love duck.

last but not least, we were treated to some splendid muscat by our especially kind table mates. there was john, caroline (they are married, caroline is from manchester, england. home of the best music out there. she agreed with me. john was born & raised in chicago), and georges who is john's bff from 1995. georges is from lebanon. great people to sit with. we had the best table there. they were so pleasant and fun. it was great. we were invited to georges' potluck on sunday which we plan on attending... good times, good times.

day one - lake michigan & harvey

i started the day waking up after noon. nice huh? it was really 10a for me. i stayed up chatting with my friend until really late. she had to go to work this morning too. bummer. so, i putz'd around for a few hours. i had brunch/lunch. made some phone calls, sent some text messages, replied to some work emails, etc. and headed out around 3ish or so for some coffee at dollop.

then i decided to go to the lake that park place towers overlooks. it took a while to actually get to the lake through the path filled with cyclists, rollerbladers, runners, pedestrians, dog-walkers, breeders (um, i mean, baby stroller-pushing-people) etc. then through the golf course to the lake where people sat and watched the lake as boats sailed by. it was amazingly serene, like a warm cup of green tea. i felt like i was on vacation. just sitting there and not having to worry about time or doing anything. then i met harvey, this nice elderly man who walked by me. i smiled and said hi. he came over a second time and asked me where i was from. then we chatted it up for a good 2 hours. he took me over to the dog beach to watch the dogs play in the water. he was very much a dog lover. stopped nearly every dog that walked by us. he was a very sweet old man.

before i knew it, it was nearly 7p. i'd made dinner plans at 8 and i was getting late. so he walked me over to my street and said, if i see you again, great. we'll say hello and chat. if not, take care. he also added that he thought i was a lovely young lady. aw. like i said earlier, harvey is a sweet old man.

i met up with my friend nisa at cafe iberico for tapas. like the directionally challenged retard that i am, even with my vz navigator, i got lost. i finally made it over and had a delightful but loud dinner. this place was quite happening for a wednesday night. totally packed. we yelled at each other the entire time there. nisa and i ordered 4 tapas (claims, potatoes in special spicy sauce, baked goat cheese wrapped in eggplant and chicken skewers with rice), ½ a pitcher of sangria and we were totally full. the tapas were portioned much nicer than i'm used to. i think we could have just gone with 2 or 3 dishes. we headed over to berry chill for froyo. they are chicago's version of red mango/pinkberry. it felt very pinkberry-ish. i tried their pistachio. ugh. good thing because i ended up with the regular tart with mochi. the cups & spoons were really cute and cartoon-like. nisa walked me to the metro at around 10p. she lived a few blocks away (in river north). it was lovely seeing her. we're going to try to meet up again.

mien came home after midnight. that's right, from work! we stayed up chatting until nearly 4a! and she has to go to work in the morning... yikes!

off i go!

hello out there! i am finally going on vacation! i currently have over 360 hours of vacation time and it is really about time i leave town. will be back on the 4th but may post while i am away! kisses.

DO NOT ANSWER!!

back in march, i met this guy at popscene. i programmed "DO NOT ANSWER!" as his name in my phone. and i thought about deleting him recently. anyway, i didn't write about him because he was too creepy to post about. at first, he seemed all normal and nice. he even told me he thought i was the cutest thing. i'm such a sucker for compliments. damn. so i started talking to him. he was 31 and seemed kinda cool. but then, he started dancing with me. really really close. so close that i found myself from one side of the dance floor to the other side. just from trying to back away from him. and he would just stare at me. really really creepy. when i put my hand on him to back him off, he gave me this scary psychotic look. ugh. i told betty that we had to leave. now. so we cut our dancing short to get away from this crazie.

on the way out, "do not answer" stopped me and asked for my number. as retarded as i am, i gave it to him. hoping he wouldn't call me. i know, i'm lame. two days later, he texted. and misspelled popscene. i didn't text back. five days later, he called and i let him go to voicemail. no message. no call back, until...

last saturday while driving in my car, i received a call from a number i didn't recognize on my bluetooth. i look over and i see... DO NOT ANSWER! it's august. the last time i heard from him was early april. over four months ago. i don't understand. could someone explain to me why this loser is still calling me? better yet, could you tell him to stop bothering me? this time, he actually left a message. so so strange. and so so creepy.

mcdreamy is back!

yep, he's back. and i had a really nice chat with him in the office the other day. all i can say is that despite his leave, nothing's really changed. he's the same super nice, cool guy... **sigh**

palo alto, emeryville, sonoma & sf all in one day...

on august 1st, i took the day off to spend with my good friend from college, mien. she now lives in chicago and was out in sacramento taking the california bar. i went to chicago back in april of 2006 to visit her. oh, the adventures we had together.

i started off the day driving to palo alto to pick up mien's friend justin. then we headed off to emeryville to pick up mien at the amtrak train station coming from sacramento. sonoma was our next stop. it was an hour from emeryville minus any traffic. we had brunch and then were on our way. justin fell asleep in the back while mien and i caught up in front. traffic was pretty bad. our first stop was the ledson castle/winery (see picture). this castle stands out from the sonoma highway. before i knew that was the place, i thought, wow, let's go there!

mien & i did some wine tasting while justin (he doesn't drink) shopped around for some food. we made ourself a picnic out in the back. it was gorgeous out there. really spacious and so calming under these great trees. i'd only had 3 hours of sleep and it was the perfect setting after such a long drive. we took our time eating bread with cheese, fig jam and some parmesan dip. we had time for one more winery. so we headed over to the gundlach-bundschu winery about 20 minutes away. it was a long drive for a very short visit. we got there around 4p and they closed at 4:30p so we skipped the wine tasting and enjoyed a view overlooking vineyards as far as i can see and a dried up lake. it was a nice break but too hot to be relaxing.

next stop was san francisco during prime commute time. we went through sonoma, napa, vallejo and fairfield. it was supposed to be an hour but traffic was stop and go. we went around berkeley to oakland and finally to san francisco. it was the longest day ever and i couldn't wait to get to the hotel to nap. mien slept in the back on the way from sonoma. justin fell asleep in the front. but as tired as i was by the time we got to the room, i just couldn't fall asleep. especially with two people trying to sneak around me and eat snacks. they tried staying out in the hallway and eat but other hotel guests kept walking out and looking at them strangely.

it was an hour before we had to go for dinner. and after a nice hot shower, i was refreshed and renewed. for the night anyway. after dinner, i crashed like i hadn't slept in days. wait, i really hadn't slept in days. good times, good times.

shoes...

i just realized one of the most disappointing realities. i've miscalculated my shoe allowance! i know, right? if i'm getting 1 pair per 6 weeks, that comes to approx. 9 pairs (or 8.6 pairs) for the year. this pair makes the 8th, not counting the second kate spade pair because that was a bonus pair. the shoes should have been purchases in this order:

1. jan/feb
2. feb/mar
3. apr/may
4. may/jun
5. jul/aug
6. aug/sep
7. oct/nov
8. nov/dec
9. dec

just as long as the total equals 9, i don't really have to follow the above timeline. that means, ugh, one last pair for the year. :(

happy 300th blog post to me!

it's hard to believe that i've been actively blogging for nearly 4 years now. but it's 300 posts today! i know, fantastic huh?

in celebration of the 300th post, i've decided to write about my date last night. so there's this guy that i met from a temp job i was on in 2001, when i first moved back to the bay area. we went out once back then but it didn't really lead to anything but harmless flirtations. even after i'd left that assignment, i'd see him out and about in the city at random clubs. there was one unforgettably drunken night where i danced with him all night. there are some funny pictures from that night that are stored away somewhere on my computer at home. that was 2003.

the last time i saw him, it was at a wedding sometime in the fall of 2005. he was a groomsman and i was there with my ex. we didn't really have a chance to catch up that night. he'd instant message me randomly through the years. mostly, a hello, how are you here and there. he'd always ask me if i was married with kids.

a few months ago, i heard from him again. we chatted a bit. and kept chatting. even on the phone too. it was his birthday last week so i invited him to xanh for some pho you, pho me which is made with their very own special pho recipe. the noodles are hand-made and the beef is filet mignon. mmm... anyway, we planned to meet at the restaurant. we talked the entire time and ended up there until closing. i had a really good time with him. i'm kinda shocked about how well it went... and ended.

thoughts & dreams

as i hype myself up for my upcoming trip to chicago, there have been random thoughts going on in my head. as a result, have been producing some bizarro dreams.

a couple of weeks ago, i was contacted by an old friend i met through my ex from san diego. at first, it was a little strange since i didn't really like any of his female friends. but i found a kindred spirit in her. when she called for him, i found myself chatting it up with her more and more. this was nearly 10 years ago. when he and i broke up in 2001, her friendship meant a great deal to me. it was as if we'd been friends all along sans him.

she moved to chicago for medical school after 2001. chicago is an endearing city to me because i almost made it my home in 1999. my ex got into northwestern for medical school and although he never asked me to move for him, he made inferences to it. for instance, he said med students who have significant others with them do better in medical school. so i started to look for jobs in the area. we made a trip there to find housing. and ended up signing a lease with a deposit made on a quaint 2-bedroom little house by the school. but when it came closer to our move date, he got into the med school at ucsd, which was where we were. he asked me, where do you want to go? since i had a job in san diego and had a place, i told him i wanted to stay. and after his first year at ucsd, he blamed me for having such a difficult time there. i blame him for being such a stupid ass.

anyway, i moved back to the bay area in early 2001. and our friend ended up in chicago after all these years. i lost touch with her when i was diagnosed with thyroid cancer in 2003. i lost touch with a lot of people. recently, she instant messaged me out of the blue. it was perfect timing as i am planning a trip to chicago. sunday night, we found time to catch up over the phone. it was really nice hearing her voice again. she told me that she had contact with my ex about 6 months ago. that he was doing a fellowship at the children's hospital there. and they met up for coffee. weird that he ended up there after all these years. it turns out that he has not changed, at all. but this wasn't news to me.

lately though, i've had these disturbing dreams of getting back together with him. this has happened twice now within this past week. and i don't know why. well, it's from recently being contacted and told that about him being in chicago. really strange as i have nothing but repulsed feelings towards him. second thought, it might be interesting to run into him after all this time.

home sweet home

this is the monstrosity of an office building that i come home to everyday. our apartment is actually in the top right corner of the house with the two windows facing the side.

devoted

venue: broadway studios (north beach)
artist: julie plug
who: jen & lou
when: 12 july 2008 (saturday)

i can't believe the last time i saw julie plug was in 2005! i think this was my third julie plug show. their singer, des, is super cute and has a fantastic voice.

before the show, we had some pizza and drinks. drinks at gino & carlo's conveniently located next door to the pizza place. it was good stuff. totally hit the spot. north beach is a really hopping night spot. it was lively and crowded. much fun!

after our pre-show adventures, we headed over to broadway studios which is located in the middle of the strip clubs. it was my first time there. we hoped to miss both of the opening bands but we were not so lucky. we caught pebble theory. ugh. they were horrendous. their sound was generic and noisy. nothing really original. despite having slept past 1 or 2pm that day, i couldn't stop yawning through their entire set. yes, they were that bad. and to top it off, they weren't even cute. damn them.

i thoroughly enjoy seeing julie plug. not to mention the fact that i always see them with lou. which is always fun because he knows des. he is quite the devoted fan. their songs are cute and catchy. really poppy but indie. takes me back... ahhh. i've been listening to them for quite a while. it's a shame they are not bigger than they are. they are a musical gem. you can have a listen here, on their myspace page.

rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

august/september booties

i couldn't help it. they were 70% off and i really like booties. they are dark gray patent leather with a 3 ½" heel. i know it's not august yet but this just means there are 3 pairs left that i can buy until the end of the year...

our toothless baby

she lost her first tooth!

collecting & selecting

last night, betty and i saw the ladies from the ashby house. i haven't seen them since 2006. it was july for jonna's birthday as it was again last night. that's when i first heard the term, collect & select. the theory behind this phrase is that you get all the guys you are crushing on and/or the ones chasing you in one room. the best scenario is to get them all at an event where you are the honored guest, such as a birthday event. and at the end of the night, you select. brilliant, if you ask me.

jonna was celebrating her birthday at bar kitty's in emeryville. at first glance, i couldn't imagine meeting any cute boys at this place. it just wasn't the type of place i'd go to. but i wasn't there for me, i was there for lovely jonna. as well as heather, melissa and charles (who incidentally also knows my scar buddy). lucky for us, jonna greeted us outside in the line we'd been waiting in for 20 or so minutes and got us in soon after. the bar was surprising. there's an outdoor patio that takes you inside where there's a bar and a itty dance floor that was really packed. our friend heather towers above most people so it was easy to find the rest of the crowd.

we were served one very good and generously-made irish car bomb (as long as we didn't throw up, i guess people can't hold their liquor) and a tom collins. the car bomb took me two breaths to drink instead of one and it hit the spot. it made me feel all fuzzy inside and ready to hit the dance floor. i saw this cute boy there but he was with some chick and was too young. after working up a sweat for a bit, we retreated back to the bar.

collection
while we were catching up, the same cute young boy came up to me while totally checking betty out. as if i didn't notice. he introduced himself (boy #1) to me and waited to cut in on betty. when he leaned in, i told him that she's engaged and not interested. then boy #1 tells me that he's hitting on me and brings me outside where his friends were sitting. he introduces me to boy #2 and boy #3. i asked boy #1 how old he was but refused to tell me. i asked boy #2 how old he was, 33. boy #3 wouldn't tell me either. boy #2 was really cute and harmless-looking so i sat myself next to him. he told me i looked 22. major brownie points. even if he was lying a little bit. when he told me his age, he added '1974' so i asked him when he turned 34. december. which meant i was older than him. fortunately, boy #1 got the hint and left. boy #3, was coming on to me really strong. told me that both he and boy #2 were interested in me. all the while, i was trying to talk to boy #2. asked him if he was single and told him he was really pretty. boy #3 joked that was because boy #2 was gay. and invited me to his birthday party next weekend. boy #3 even offered to pick me up from san jose to take me to his party. even attempted to entice me with my new pretty gay friend, boy #2 being there. finally, betty and heather came over to save me. the bar was closing so we had to leave. but before that, i decided i wanted to say goodbye to boy #2.

selection
i spotted him and came up behind him. he told me it was really nice to meet me and asked if i was coming to boy #3's birthday party. i told him i was actually more interested in him than his friend. so i had to decline. he said he could tell. i guess i was more obvious than i thought. but apparently not obvious enough to give his friend the hint. boy #2 asked me for my number which is a little fucked up because i told boy #3 that i didn't give out my number. but couldn't help it and gave it to him anyway...

july 4th adventures

popscene re-established 2008

last thursday, i went to popscene with betty. we haven't gone dancing there in sooo long. there have been a lot of changes since the renovations took place back in april (?). it wasn't just a face lift. it was also a lift of two of our very favorite popscene people. we assumed the two left popscene. however, it was the opposite. it also turns out that popscene is now new home to douchebags as well as emo kids. an unlikely combination but as it is, they both suck, in every way possible. i'm afraid that my popscene era is coming to an end. it's no longer as fun. there's no more eye candy and hardly any room to dance. big bummer. i suppose it's time to put my dancing shoes away. i'm getting too old for this anyway.

at least jason is still there. we also heard that josh now works at the beauty bar in the mission. apparently, he still does sound checks for bands at popscene. we decided to call it a night and head out to the beauty bar to see if josh was there. it was 1am when we left and there was still a line outside of popscene. this never happened before.

a funny thing happened as we drove into the mission. we were stopped at a stoplight when i noticed this guy in the car next to us just staring at me. i don't know why, but this always makes me laugh. and as a result, the guy thinks i'm smiling (really big) at him. luckily, he went straight and we turned left. after we parked, we found ourselves surrounded by 3 french men. or so they said. at least that's what i thought. one of them was telling me that they were from france and asked us where we were headed. i told him the beauty bar and i asked him where he was from. he said dijon. like the mustard. my response? shut the fuck up!! dijon my ass. i referred them to betty as she lived in france for a year or so. when she heard they were from dijon, she said, oh? i lived in marseille. oops. oh well, i wasn't interested anyway. they got the hint when we saw josh and completely ignored them. later, josh asked us if we came with those guys. hahah.

4th of july

i spent the 4th recuperating and hanging out with my niece and nephew. we watched fireworks that night from the new house. they were small and aside from the two large trees blocking our view, but we could almost see all that was going on from the front steps. next year, we are hoping to watch the fireworks on the rooftop. that should overlook those trees.

saturday adventures

on saturday, i went to the deanza flea market with my sis for fresh kettle corn. i heart kettle corn. especially when it's nice and warm. i can't really eat kettle corn otherwise. spoiled, i guess. we had pizza for lunch afterwards.

i had planned to go to the fillmore jazz festival with louis & rich (& pati!) but was invited to a housewarming at my friend thao's place in south san francisco. it started at noon but i didn't get there until after 4p. which was ok because the party goes until 9p. i thought i'd be able to head over to the festival to meet my friends but it was getting too late. i'd decided not to until i spoke to rich and he said they were waiting for me. so i headed over and met up with them for an hour or so. i'd never gone and they said it was better last year. there's really something about being able to drink in public. we ended up at the boom boom room for a while. that was fun. i spent most of the time chatting it up with pati. afterwards, we went back to thao's for some munchies. both louis and rich had previously met thao, ages ago at popscene. despite being such a full day, i'm glad i made it to all my events!

ian curtis & control

i finally saw control on netflix. aside from the poor yet typical male behavior, i enjoyed it on a deeper level than i imagined. it's hard to believe that ian curtis was only 23 when he killed himself.

for those who don't know, ian curtis was the singer of the band, joy division which spawned new order, after curtis's death with the addition of gillian gilbert. new order is my most favorite band ever. yet, i was never really a joy division fan. generally, i think joy division fans aren't really new order fans either. the music between the two bands are very different.

back to the film. it plays like a documentary. i guess that makes it a mockumentary? the title is very fitting to his life. it was all about control. and after reading an interview with his widow, debbie curtis, it reminded me of how ted treated me. like ted, ian wanted to control her. from music to books and whatever else she didn't mention. it's controlling in the subtlest way but worse because you don't know it. i have yet to read his biography by her but i plan to. i also want to read the book that tony wilson's ex-wife wrote in collaboration (maybe just referenced) with the other woman, annik honoré. it sounds like you get both stories with those two books.

despite being attracted to such musical genius, (which i admit is very appealing) how do you go further and steal someone else's husband/wife? i know this happens all the time but i just don't get it. especially someone with a new baby. don't even get me started with ian curtis as a man. he really sucked. seeing things like this really make marriage so unappealing to me. ugh, sorry, this is beside the point.

the point is the music. the movie made me want to listen to joy division. and after doing so, i found the darkness of the music is really very beautiful.

in case you didn't notice...

after i got the official cancer news (see below), i chopped off my hair...

july/august booties

can you believe it? july is in two weeks already!
the heels are 3 ¾ inches high. and the leather on my new booties are so soft.

tubby bubby's first birthday

two sundays ago, we celebrated my nephew's first birthday. he is so soft and cuddly. has the rolls of a michelin he's only one and weighs almost as much as the chunkster who just turned 5! it was a carnival/bbq themed party, complete with a green cake. yes, that is a green coconut cake. it was delicious!
and here is the chunkster being the cute little helper she is. actually, i think she is "in training" for her parents' restaurant. what a sweetie!

june/july red pumps

i found these on ebay going for $300! fortunately, i paid much less for a brand new pair. and yes, the shoes are red & gold and oh-so-pretty!