dragas y pirates

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Monday, April 11, 2005

when did i become so bitchy?

i mean ... i don't remember being this bitchy.. was i always this bitchy?

this sunday we (mala and I ) went to the bridal shower of one of our old high school friend. I'm already a little pissy because my boyfriend wasn't invited to the wedding(there was a big fat 0 on the response card.

i love going back to the old neighborhood... only in brooklyn will u see a store called good night matress warehouse.. and right underneath it the translation... buenas noches tienda de colchon. or the signs outside a furniture store that say.. discount if you pay cash.. lay away available. it's like breathing a breath of fresh air... till u get to the north side.. then all u get is a whiff of the hipsters having tofu and wheat germ shakes or whatever it is they have... then i gagged

but anyways back to the shower. it was mostly her family. mala and i sat at a table with the bride to be our other high school friend and some of bean's(bride) cousins. across from us were sitting these two chicks. the waiter comes around and asks us for our order. the choices were panfried salmon, chicken marsala and riggatoni in vodka sauce. then the trouble began.... what's panfried asked one girl... the waiter explained (yes he has to explain because even though he said P-A-N-F-R-I-E-D very slowly he was met with blank stares). then... what's chicken marsala. mala and i stepped in to explain. then what's vodka sauce... we saw the next question forming on the girl's lips and we answered before she could get it out IT'S PASTA! then she says.. god all these fancy names!!!

huh??! now i'm not saying that i'm all that.. or anything of the sort but i will say that i couldn't look at the girl for a full 10 minutes. i did't know if i should laugh or feel sorry for her. i mean... who doens't knw what chicken marsala is? fancy words?? panfried? and after all the explanation... the food sucked anyways... go figure.

well i wish the bean all the luck in the world. better u than me...

anyone want to go have some food with fancy names??

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