Yeah, so, Homer and I spent the entire weekend in B-game at David’s place. We did a little exploring and found some real discoveries, food-wise.
Friday night, we ate at Mingalaba Restaurant, a wonderful Burmese restaurant that I believe rivals Burma Superstar in SF. It’s very good. The ingredients are fresh. Plus, it’s not as expensive as Burma Superstar, and you don’t have to wait two hours for a table.
Saturday morning, we discovered the Millbrae Pancake House. I got the Swedish pancakes, and David got the most evil chocolate pancakes I have ever seen. I think it was more whipped cream than pancakes. Still, the food was delicious. The restaurant reminded me of the type of place my parents used to take us to for breakfast when we were kids.
Saturday night, we met up with good buddy Holly and her man Miles. We had some sushi and shot some pool.
David and I saw “Slumdog Millionaire” yesterday. Wonderful movie. Sad, tense, interesting and kinda sweet. Loved it! It’s a million times better than fellow Best Picture nominee “The Curious Case of Benjamin Gump.” I highly recommend it. “Milk” is returning to the Castro Theatre in February, so David, Kate and I are going to see it there before Oscar night.
The previews of “The Pink Panther 2” make me so sad. Steve Martin is such a smart man. I don’t get it. It’s all about the big, fat paycheck, isn’t it?
OH, by the way, my sister wrote on her blog about how Lorelei wants to run for president when she turns 35. Of course, I quickly designed one of those Obama-style posters for her. The ever-clever Tony wrote about it on his blog.