Food and company

After a long, satisfying and extremely geeky conversation I had with Janne last night, we slept long this morning. We had no real plans, so we had a long breakfast reading blogs and lazied around until I got too hungry and we hit the town. We walked back and forth on Robson, and had lunch in our huge favourite, the Mongolian BBQ on Denman.

The concept behind the Mongolian restaurants is stunningly simple, and there is no menu - you go and pick your meats, your veggies and noodles, and add the sauces. Sauces are the heart of the meal - you have about 12 different simple sauces (like soy, chili, garlic, black bean...) and put different amounts of different sauces to create the perfect combination of whatever it is that you want at that point. They have basic formulas to help you along - I mostly follow them, but Dragon for example has created his own favourite sauce.

You collect everything on your plate and you take it to the chef who cooks it for you in a big hot plate in under a minute. Absolutely the most delicious food you can imagine - no frills, just like best food always is.

At home I had to take a nap, stomach full of spicy food does that to me every time. I woke when we got a word that we were going to have another visitor, a Finn living in Seattle who was in Vancouver, and a friend of Janne's. So now we've drank a bottle of red wine, a half a bottle of white, played a game of Saint Petersburg, and the boys have gone to town to get something to eat. I'm sitting here, watching First Contact with one eye and writing this.

I know it seems like I'm just complaining all the time about the guest that swarm Vancouver almost simultaneously, but the truth is that even though it keeps me busy, I love it. I love having the house full of people, I love being with my people who understand me and where I come from.

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