so that's what fishpimp looks like when she sucks....on a straw

Whenever you see Fishpimp, you ought to know that it's Monday. Today's dining adventures brings us to Banana Bay in Rowland Heights for some Thai cuisine. It's been awhile since I've shown foods but blame that on the dead battery in my old digicam. Today's photos are all shot with the new digicam, unretouched - only resized. :P The colors are so brilliant aren't they? Do you notice an improvement from my old photos? They even make Fishpimp look better than she really is. :P Haha. Kidding.

I come here to Banana Bay once in awhile because their atmosphere is nice, roomy, airy and the food is agreeable with my stomach. Fishpimp opts for the Coconut drink while I have the traditional Thai Iced Tea (not shown) and we share the Pineapple Fried Rice, Pad Thai and the Angel Wings (see below).

In LA, we're really lucky to have so many varieties of ethnic cuisine at such reasonable prices. Sure, we have to drive a lot to get around but well, there's always a give and take somewhere.

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At 5pm on Monday afternoons, my cell phone usually starts ringing - calls from my friends asking if we're going to be at our usual roller blading place. With our recent fanaticism about rollerblading, we've gotten many of our friends to either purchase them or dig them out from the back of their closet and oil them bearings. We're usually always there on Mondays and our friends always know where to find us. I'm always afraid though of the cops showing up since there's no blading allowed in our park :P but how much of a terror can we be? We're like the fuckin geriatric rollerblading gang. We need our Centrum Silver to get our joints working. We're not robbing folks as we roll by or knocking people down - we just want a place to skate that's safe. Sometimes I don't understand these cities, if we don't skate in parks, where do they expect us to skate at? I mean, I can see how they wouldn't want gangs of kids skating and causing a nuisance and be out at all hours but let's be realistic -- do they really expect us to skate on the big streets of this urban jungle? Yeah, whatever.

After the group of geriatric rollerbladers have convened and skated up an appetite, we usually head for some Chinese food that is muy inexpensivo. Another good point about living in LA is the abundance of cheap Chinese food to be had. Who cares if they aren't in Zagat's Survey or have a C rating. We all know that Chinese restaurants are never that clean anyway. As long as I don't know what's in the kitchen and as long as I don't get the runs, it's fine with me. I think.

Perhaps next time I'll snap some photos of us blading but knowing me, I'll slip, fall on my ass and break the new camera.

You know, I used to really hate Mondays but they don't seem so bad now. But that's only because I don't have to haul my ass to the office at 7am to see a boss who's throat I want to cut. Just wait till I go back to work, I'll hate mondays again.

I'm out.