Well, Cooper and I finally did it. We had a semi-real dinner party. It was semi-real because we had to eat off our coffee table since we don’t have a real table table, but real because the food that Cooper made (I did the dishes) was amazing, the company was fantastic, and the apartment was relatively clean. The meal was Thai inspired and interactive, beginning with “make your own spring rolls” followed by a pad thai demonstration while masaman curry bubbled in the background and mangoes and sticky rice sweetened with time. We all had to loosen our waistlines after the main course, but it was worth it.
The monster pile of pad thai and masaman curry
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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