Sunday morning/afternoon we had a lavish vegetarian potluck brunch at Mickey and Erika's (sp?) with too many awesome foods to list. While there, I found out that even on vacation, this blog can't escape babies.
After going to a gallery opening of paintings of a friend of Charlotte and Tyler's, at which _another_ friend of Charlotte and Tyler's was playing guitar, and a _third_ friend was doing the sweet catering, they decided to show me that Raleigh isn't all sweetness and light and artists and musicians and funky repurposed tobacco warehouses by taking me down this wide-street strip-mall car-dependent paradise:
They had another good reason to take me down that street though: their (or at least Tyler's) favourite Thai-Viet restaurant. Guess which of these menu items I ordered:
Yum. Evil.
After going to a gallery opening of paintings of a friend of Charlotte and Tyler's, at which _another_ friend of Charlotte and Tyler's was playing guitar, and a _third_ friend was doing the sweet catering, they decided to show me that Raleigh isn't all sweetness and light and artists and musicians and funky repurposed tobacco warehouses by taking me down this wide-street strip-mall car-dependent paradise:
They had another good reason to take me down that street though: their (or at least Tyler's) favourite Thai-Viet restaurant. Guess which of these menu items I ordered:
Yum. Evil.
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