Hopping off the plane at nearly 10:30 at night, I gave up hope on a nice dinner out. The bbf not only managed to get out of work early enough to avoid the stress of hunting down the shuttle, she had ideas for dinner. She hadn't had time to go out in San Francisco yet, having just moved and working 12 or 14 hour days. Crazy. I don't think I'd have the stamina to be a doctor.
In all of her amazingness, she had wanted to make a surprise dinner: Zuppa Toscana. Mmmm. So good. However, with her long schedule and a crock pot that doesn't stay on for the requisite 14 hours, it wasn't to be. Spaghetti with homemade sauce and some bread, that's what dinner morphed into. Hey, we don't know where to eat at 11:30pm on a Wednesday... Kudos to her cooking, though.
I take it back, I did touch a pan. Breakfast! I can make it myself, so I did so. The first day I opted to spend in the Exploratorium, which, while it has many interesting things to do, does not have a very thrilling food court. I did have some quinoa salad that was pretty tasty, but that's about all I can say about lunch.
Walking around San Francisco for the remainder of the day worked up my appetite. Dinner was going to be at a restaurant with the bbf. However, she recommended we try an In and Out fast food joint, so, after a few hours of walking, the manfriend and I stumbled into one. Not wanting to ruin a much tastier dinner, the we split a combo.
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Due to high demands at work, the bbf didn't get off until 10pm. Our choice for dinner was a quaint thai restaurant, Them Phanom. Only one problem - they close at 10:30. By the time we arrive, they graciously tell us that they are already closed. It's 10:15, of course they don't want to seat us. Alright. Walking back to the car, we spot a hole in the very dirty wall: Chili Cha Cha. Okay, we'll give that a try. It's still food.
Best choice ever.
The curry is amazing - the perfect blend of spice and creaminess. The cashew chicken is delicious. I hear the pad thai is pretty awesome as well. And best info ever for the bbf: they deliver! The negative thing is that we requested to sit in the restaurant, and they ended up bringing us our food for take out. Whatever. We piled into the car and ate in the comfort of the kitchen.
And had cheesecake for dessert.
I'm enjoy your blog, but am confused with the bbf vs bff. Can you explain? I don't figure it's best boyfriend cuz you call him the manfriend, so what am I missing? THANKS :)
ReplyDeletebbf is best bud forever...synonymous with bff.
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