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Ok, it's still Friday in California with less than 30 minutes to go. Fashionably late... or not.
Had to miss out on last Friday's hachis parmentier, because I was here:
...and a partridge in a pear treeeeee.
Ok, I know that's not how the song goes, but I did have five ah-may-zing noodle dishes during my trip to Seattle/Vancouver/Whistler. That trip seems like a lifetime ago. A lot has happened since and I've spent much of that time recapping my life in 250-word, 1900-character, or 25-line chunks.
Med school secondary apps. Yikes.
When I'm writing, yet again, about what a great doctor I hope to become, I'll start daydreaming and look back at the glorious food I ate on that trip. Five perfect noodle dishes. Let's recap, shall we?
We were watching an episode of How It's Made and the topic was hot dogs. Despite being slightly grossed out by how they were made, we knew what we were having for lunch. However, D. suggested that we head in a much higher-quality direction and pick up handmade bratwursts from Sausage King in the Mission Hills area.
