Here we are, the 365th post. We’ve said that number so many times over the past year that my friends have actually nicknamed me “Three Six Five,” and I guess now they’ll have to back to calling me Lindsay. An entire year of eating and writing DONE, just like that.
Prepare yourselves, people. This 364th blog post might be as the long as the first 363 combined. Yesterday was a very busy day, and it was a day that involved prawn moustaches.
All Mondays should begin with the sweet smell of cornbread, a lesson in smoking ribs, and a BBQ feast complete with a Driftwood beer (before noon). Really, they should.
Yesterday, I had the great pleasure of hanging out in Steveston, eating cupcakes, and chatting with many lovely people who read my blog over the past year. Tourism Richmond organized a Meet and Greet at the Visitors’ Centre on Moncton, and I talked my face off, which is one of my favourite things to do.
Guess who’s (sadly) had her last dim sum meal of 365? This girl. And guess who ordered durian as a part of it? This girl. And guess what – this girl still doesn’t like it.
I think I’ve officially eaten at every Vietnamese Restaurant in Richmond. Well, maybe there’s one or two I missed, but I don’t know where they are if they exist. My pho/vermicelli/stew/banh mi/salad roll total is up there, in the hundreds of thousands at least. Perhaps it’s just dozens, but let’s not get caught up in the details.
Which came first, the chicken or the dumpling?
You know who I never pay enough attention to? Who rarely get to star in my posts? Who, until now, have never had their own “Best Of” category? Drinks, that’s who! Sometimes it’s easy to forget that they’re people, too.