Just at the point in the summer when I was starting to get really nihilistic, free dance camp appeared, like a dream. I told no one about it, not really believing it could be true. But sure enough, this morning I dropped the girls off at Action Dance in the Nalley Valley. Not only was it really a free camp, but the owner did not appear to be an axe murderer and the classrooms are really nice.
Due to the generosity of the fabulous Girlfriend in Tacoma, Tacomadaddy and I found ourselves unexpectedly without children last night. All night. (Sweet!)
Imagine how cool it would be if there were a whole neighborhood in Tacoma where all the businesses were open on Sunday, and everyone came out and walked around and shopped and ate and socialized all day. Wait a minute, there is!
That's what it feels like, sometimes. Littlest enables my Vietnamese food obsession by requesting "the place with the grape soda" at least once a week, and off we go.
I have a monkey on my back. No, I'm not talking about this guy, I'm referring to a recent obsession with Minji's Pho, in the James Center across from TCC. I've been there three times in the past week, yet for some reason I've never written about the place.
Sorry. Could not resist. Before our trip to Terry's Berries yesterday, my friend and Lincoln District resident took us out to lunch at Vien Dong, a popular Vietnamese place on 38th.
There's something to be said for doing just one thing, and doing it well. Pho Bac Cafe off of MLK is one place that does just that. All they serve is Phở, in four different varieties and three sizes.
