First, you order at the counter. You get your number and head over to one of the shiny tables in the dining room and have a seat. They just upgraded the numbers...

What is with those goofball cans of giant iced tea? G drinks them, and I just think they are so weird.
Hiding behind G's perfect 10 is a mango salad. She says that it's very tasty and lovely. I have a confession. I don't like mango. I think it tastes like sweat.

I loved my tamarind chicken with pad thai noodles...

It's really delicious. I ordered extra chicken, and I couldn't tell me if it seemed like extra chicken, but it was really nicely cooked, tender, and the noodles were really nice.
I don't remember what G ordered and I appear to not have taken a picture of it. I am sure it was delicious. All of their food is.
(I am just sitting down to watch the vp debate... let the games begin!)
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