Thank you for giving me all that I wanted for Christmas--time with family and friends and delicious food.
Love,
Uyen
There are three things that I must eat every time I return to California: In-n-Out Burger, burritos (from La Victoria in San Jose; from El Farolito in SF), and pho. Not necessarily prioritized that way either. It's like a bucket list.
Fatty Tran aka Trans Fat aka the non-contributor to this blog kindly picked me up from the airport on Christmas Eve. Oddly, he wasn't hungry, but offered to take me to get something to eat anyway. We had originally planned on going to La Victoria, but ended up at In-n-Out.
I usually get just a plain old cheeseburger or hamburger, but Fatty encouraged me to get the double meat double cheese with grilled onions, which he always gets. I think he was living vicariously through me since he wasn't eating. My only complaint about In-n-Out is the smell it leaves on my hands even after a thorough washing. It's really disgusting. Think about it.
Eugene aka Catfish, who was visiting his family nearby, made a cameo appearance.
Fatty and I made both observed in different places in San Jose (him at Christmas at the Park and me at the airport) that there is a HUGE Indian population here. Our observations coalesced at In-n-Out. See, there's an Indian dude right behind me. There was also a group sitting to my right. Why does this sound racist? It's not! There are also lots of Vietnamese peeps in San Jose. Look, three of them are featured in this post. EDIT: I just realized that there's an Indian person in the background of three of the four photos.
Anyway, I need to get back to my bucket list. Time's a tick-tocking away.
