It's a big continent, stupid

The other day a guy I work with was getting a group together to go out to lunch. He stopped by my office to see if I was free and asked me a question that I didn't really know how to answer: "Do you like Asian food?"

Asian food? I've never really heard anyone lump the whole continent together. Here's the thing, buddy. Asia is a giant landmass with a variety of culinary delights. I paused, not sure what say, and finally said, "Do you mean, like, South Asian, or what?" I love North Indian/Pakistani food. Not a fan of the dosa. I love Thai dishes with basil, the coconut curries, and the tom kha gai soup. Some pho is okay, but I don't generally crave Vietnamese food. Japanese tempura is great, but I can't do sushi; even the cooked stuff just doesn't taste good to me. And I've never had Korean barbeque, though I've heard it's great. Hummus and falafel are excellent, even though folks usually call that Persian or Middle-Eastern food.

Turns out the group was going to PF Changs. You know, the sort-of Chinese bistro started by Paul Fleming in Arizona. Asian food, right?

Update

We moved into our new place and are trying to settle in and make it feel more like home. Boo Boo loves the new space, and the summer is shaping up nicely. He has Splash Day every Tuesday at school and is taking swimming lessons on Saturdays.

I just finished reading A Fine Balance and I couldn't put it down. It is beautiful and tragic and hopeful all at once. I think I will pick this book when its my turn in Book Club.

Last night, John Edwards was in town for a fundraiser. I was planning to go but R threw his back out this weekend and can't carry Boo Boo so I went home after work and we had a nice evening. Boo Boo is almost two and is going through a frustrating tantrum phase, but last night was actually a good night, with only two meltdowns instead of the usual six.