It’s that time of year.
It’s time to review everything we’ve done over the last 12 months or 52 weeks or 365 days, or if you’re a little obsessive like me, 31,536,001 seconds. Thank God for that leap second tacked onto the end so I can finish everything! :) We smile and get nostalgic and sentimental about the wonderful moments and file those away in our memories for posterity; we cringe and shake our heads as those embarassing experiences unfold in this moment of sobriety and we try to dump those miserable moments out with 2005’s pasta water, vowing that we will never, ever, I promise on my empty bottle of Stoli, never be that stupid again.
(Until, *ahem*, we find ourselves being that stupid again, most likely starting with some New Year’s Eve afterhours party – LOL!)
I thought about picking my favorite post from each month, but really now, that’s like asking me to name my favorite child. Could you imagine the hurt feelings now and the therapy that would be required years later? Wait a second...I don’t have kids, and blogs don’t have feelings. Damn, maybe I need therapy. ;) Besides, sometimes the best posts, i.e. the blog entry itself, i.e. photos, writing, etc., are not necessarily the best food moments.
Really though, every Delicious food moment that I’ve had this past year is worthy of mention. Even the experiences that did not taste very good always ended up teaching me something. Lovingly including every single post in a warm, fuzzy, hand-holding circle around a giant campfire would just be way too koom-bah-yah, so I’ve selected just three highlights from each month.
There were a few birthday bashes, one of which included setting Spongebob Squarepants ablaze.
I learned how to appreciate pork belly, bamboo fungus, and baby eels in celebrating the Chinese New Year with my sister’s in-laws.
Argentinean empanadas taste like giant Chinese wontons.
My Korean American identity crisis completely fell apart at Sagan in Buena Park
We discovered a secret feudal Japanese hideaway in West LA, Nanbankan.
I had my first pizza-gasm at Abbot’s Pizza Company.
Matzoh ball soup was my first pass at Passover.
Flattery will get you everywhere, even a recipe for bibimbahp
My family preferred Cheesecake Factory over my white chocolate ricotta cheesecake
Amuse Cafe didn’t amuse me at all, and not a few days later, the restaurant closed down! (Not related, I swear, but that would be kind of interesting - LOL!).
It’s all about Westside small plates when my first absolutely miserable experience at Orris was redeemed on the second visi
t and I fell in lust with the chef of Violet while telling him his cream of onion soup sucked. Stupidstupidstupid!
It was Ladies’ Night for Liz and the four Jenns and myself
Fourth of July in Hermosa Beach was naughty, baby. Naughty!
It’s the season for summer vacation travel, so I trekked through the Himalayas via Katmandu Kitchen, dodged flailing flesh and finger cymbals in Morocco via Koutoubia, and followed Harry Potter and his wizard friends to Ibiza on their summer off from Hogwart’s.
I met some ladies in red velvet in preparation for a bridal shower of historic proportions.
My sister got married and boy, is that whole week full of fun.
So that's 2005 in a few tasty highlights. With a glass of champagne in one hand and the whole bottle in the other, I'm looking forward another delicious year!