spring roll happiness
When I was visiting with Mel
, all we did was eat food, watch a few movies, and generally hang out. The "eat food" portion of our visits (not that she's visited me
, ahem...) is always fun, because despite the fact that she's vegan and I'm a carnivore, we share a great fondness for Vietnamese food, especially spring rolls. We could both eat spring rolls 24/7. In fact, two of the four meals on my visit were at the same place, and three of the four were vietnamese food.
I live in an area of San Jose which is chock full of Vietnamese families. So much so that the new branch library in my neighborhood was almost named the New Saigon branch, and the runoff election in the fall for this district's city council seat is between two women both named Nguyen. Yet I haven't had Vietnamese food in my neighborhood, at all, in the three years I've lived in this house. However, I do have a funny story about inadvertantly walking into a Vietnamese den of iniquity masquerading as an espresso bar. Ahem.
So today I decided I couldn't live any longer without getting some spring rolls, and I ventured down the street to Di Lac Cuisine
. Fine, fine spring rolls and lovely people! They're across the street from Target and also across the street/down one block from the pet food store and my local Quickly
, so they're not far. They're close, cheap, and good. Hooray!