Another Saturday, another Standard Saturday Solo Street Stroll on the backroads of Barretto. Normalcy may not be all that exciting, but I’ll take it over feeling abnormal, that’s for sure.
That extra “S” I mentioned came about in the afternoon when Swan and I enjoyed an overdue foot spa/pedicure. I used to have this done once a month or so when I lived in Korea. These days, maybe twice a year.
The foot spa/pedicure was only 400 pesos for each of us, and the techs did a nice job, warranting a 100 peso tip to both. Maybe I’ll get back on a monthly schedule.
After putting my shoes back on, I took Swan to dinner at Myleen’s.
We finished our evening out at Sloppy Joe’s. While there, we saw Mike, my high school alumnus, walking by on the way to his car. Turns out he had gotten take-out from Myleen’s for dinner. I invited him to join us for a beer, and he agreed. We had a nice chat about the old days growing up in Southern Cal and some of our adventures at WHS. Mike’s life has been infinitely more interesting than mine. He was involved in the music business and managed several well-known bands. He also owned a couple of clubs in Orange County later in his career. He spent time living in South America before making the Philippines his home. One of the more interesting people I’ve met since moving here. And after the beers, we got a free ride home.
All in all, it was a pretty darn Sensational Saturday Spa, Supper, Sloppy-Sudsing, Sharing Stories kind of night. That other “S” word I experienced with Swan is just between us.
Ah, the memories.
Seven years ago, we closed down our building on Yongsan Garrison, and the remaining members of the DHRM team moved to our new home at Camp Humphries in Pyeongtaek.
We’ll keep the mood light with today’s YouTube video. Enjoy the Wet Spot SOB (hey, another “S”) dance team doing their thing:
Maybe these will make you smile:
I’ve got the Hideaway feeding coming up, then dinner with Swan at John’s place. He’s featuring a steak special this weekend, and I’m feeling like a plate with an “S” on it tonight. I’ll show you what it looked like and tell you how it tasted tomorrow.
Samaso taco is one of the funniest and dumbest things I’ve ever done did heard!!! lol!
Looks to have been a relaxing day! But have you really never eaten Indian food, John? Your ignorance of a lot of common foods is a bit shocking.
Indian samosa: see here. So a “samosa taco” is some attempt at Mexican-Indian fusion.
A “Brit meat pie” is a pasty (pronounced “PASS-tee,” not “PASTE-ee”), one of the most famous being the Cornish pasty. See here.
Looks to have been a Sssssatisfyingly Sibilant Saturday. Good luck with the feeding and the steak at John’s place.
Kev, okay, I didn’t make the Indian connection. Samosas were in the Mexican food portion of the menu, and I don’t recall any other Indian options on offer. Oddly enough, quite a few venues offer “pasties” here, including some that feature them. Obviously, they cater to the British expat market, but they are always called and advertised as pies. The most popular place is called “Fred’s Pies.”
Yep, it was a sweet and succulent Sunday at John’s Steak and Sushi!
Brian, yes, I’ve had Indian food in the past, although it is not one of my favorites. I just didn’t make the Indian connection with the samosa taco.
I admit I’m not very adventurous when it comes to food. I gravitate to my American favorites, Mexican, Korean, and an occasional outlier like Thai. I’d need someone saying, “Dude, you gotta try this!” to eat something unfamiliar.
Mike, I’d never heard of it, that’s for sure. When you think about it, Mexican innards in an Indian samosa is a pretty creative idea. Swan enjoyed them.