Some things happened that we don't necessarily need to talk about, but I will touch on as this is supposed to be a blog about my life and my adventures...right? Is that okay?
Bear with me. I promise there are delicious photos for you to look at in between the text (though looking at them now, they're really terrible photos. I'm sorry, I tried).
Last month, my boyfriend and I broke up. Cue the sad violins! It's been an interesting experience, to say the least, but I think it was for the best. Sometimes you just know when something isn't going to work out -- and that's neither your fault, nor theirs. I think it's important to come to terms with that and realize that everything is going to be okay. The world will keep spinning, the sky won't fall down, and everything will balance itself out.
But, as expected, I was a bit blue the few days following. And all without my support system back in New York! What was a girl to do with that?
Well. I called upon the forces of good, and surrounded myself with the few friends I had in LA. And a get together always means good food, great adventures.
Mariana has been talking about this place since I've moved back. Night+Market supposedly has some of LA's best Thai food, and I just had to try it out.
We started out with the peek gai hey-ha, aka "party wings". I will argue that any time anything is called party _____, it's a must try. These wings were crispy, juicy, and smothered in a cracksauce. I don't know what it is, but I could swim laps in that sauce.
They gave us some coconut rice and brought out the gaeng hanglay, which is pork belly braised in a Burmese curry with pickled garlic, ginger, and tamarind.
*pew pew* It's divine. Really. We ate it like soup (are you supposed to eat it like soup?). Lots of meat, lots of flavor.
M's favorite, the beef grapow. A teeny bit spicy, but it comes with a fried egg that you crack open and let the yolk do its thing with the meat. And then you slurp it all up and don't look back.
I can't say if it's the best Thai in LA as my Thai experiences have mainly been in New York, but it's definitely up there in my top picks. Make sure you go early or make reservations. They get packed, even on weeknights.
Naturally, we were stuffed. Ready to get some movement in, we headed over to the Griffith Observatory to look through some telescopes and sigh at the beautiful view of the city.
The moon was huge! Big, bright, red. As it rose into the night sky it lost a bit of its coloring, and eventually faded to a bright white. But one of the telescopes out front was pointed right at it, and you could see all of the moon's craters..which blows my mind.
I saw the moon up close!
We also waited for one of the big telescopes, which offered us a view of Saturn. I even counted the rings.
Tired, and well past our bedtimes, we headed back home. This was just the kind of adventure that I needed, and I crawled into bed feeling a little less like the world was dreary and dark.
I knew that everything was going to be okay. Besides -- I had seen Saturn! How could anybody be sad after seeing such a sight?