Things I love about this town include going out to get supplies for dinner and ending up at your landlord’s dinner party, eating gumbo and drinking beer instead.

My whole day’s been like this. I left my office to go home for lunch three times, and ended up such places as the coffeeshop with my parents, the giant parking-lot yard-sale that happens twice a year here, and a random lunch with engnyath and his EMT class.

In other news, I made Imam Bayalidi again, and let me tell you, you should be envious. Eggplant has never tasted this good. I’m thinking making hummus and pita and having my parents over. I’ve gotta get dinner in with them once more before they move!