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Patisserie 46 is the original spot and Rose Street expands on the cafe menu in a gorgeous light-filled two-story gem in Linden Hills. Coconut Thai chicken satay, eggroll, curries are excellent at this Thai newcomer.
Sunday, February 28, 2010. To the happy land of. The archives of TWIAPC have been shifted over there but will remain here too. 8226; Review of the Cory Chisel Dawes show from last week. 8226; A New To Know post busting at the seams with excellent new bands. 8226; A really exciting new video project announcement. A Change Is Gonna Come - Ben Sollee. Friday, February 26, 2010. The Dinosaurs Are Coming! An Assortment of Inf.
Sunday, May 23, 2010. Tuesday, May 11, 2010. How did you first start collaborating and when did you write that song? How has the writing process or recording process changed since you first started? .
The World In A Paper Cup. Where I want to be right now. And here is your morning Hiddleston. I want to be here. Happy belated birthday, Pen. Who celebrated earlier this week in the best way possible by slicing open poor Cinnamon Bun, thanks to our pals Lisa.
For so long, this place has only been a figment of my imagination made only a tad realistic by photos from the internet. Last year, upon an enumeration of suggestions, Gail finally narrowed down to Villa Escudero and Subic to celebrate her birthday. Obviously, the former won. Please note that in this tri.
A quest for international adventures without buying a plane ticket. Monday, February 8, 2010. Vietnamese Lunar New Year Festival. The Lunar New Year actually officially begins this weekend, but the Vietnamese Community of Georgia got a head-start on Lunar New Year festivities last Sunday in Norcross. Vietnatmese Lunar New Year celebrations are called Tet in Vietnamese. Here is an interesting website. And are often used in traditional Tet decorations. I actually ran into my.
The World in Black and White. The world is better viewed in Black and White. com - - my other blog.
The Chicken Man of Paris. Everyone in Paris had a favorite chicken man. Mine was Bouba, a Senegalese giant who worked the chicken business inside the meat market near our apartment. He was black as night and wore a matching shirt with white pinstripes.