Spice up your life....(thanks Spice girls...lol)

soooo, b/c i was starving, nyles decided that we would go to this place he knew in union square called Spice...of course, being that he'd been here two times already last week, i figured that it must have been good to keep him coming back...the decor was nice and very chill (sorry...no pictures of that...kill me)...but anyway, after being seated...our waiter quickly came over to us and told us that the kitchen was closing in 5 minutes (i mean, it WAS 10:45pm)...so i quickly ordered the lemongrass chicken...while nyles ordered some type of noodle dish...so we're chatting and taking pictures to pass the time:


so, by this last picture our food finally arrives and we are both overjoyed...b/c clearly we were having too much fun AND we were starving here sitting at this table. so, i'm looking at nyles' plate and i'm like hmm...looks great....look at the concotion they gave me...and i'm like, umm...this don't look like no damn lemongrass chicken breast...but i'm like okay, there's chicken in this dish, so maybe this is how it's served...so being hungry, i proceeded to eat [sidenote: those of you who know me, know that i have a baby stomach, so...i was done pretty quickly...


but this didn't stop nyles who continued to eat his very tasty...but very spicy noodles...



but when he's done...he looks at my plate and is like, wtf is that?...i laugh and tell him it's the lemongrass chicken...and he, without missing a beat says, no it's not...lol...so, by this time, the waiter comes back over and checks on us...nyles makes a point of it to tell him that this is not what i ordered...the waiter, as if in a Jerry Lewis film, runs to the kitchen to tell them to make me what i ordered...and then calmly walks back to us...proud that he corrected the situation...WRONG!...i was full then...i didn't want the other stuff...so we tell us this...and off he scampers...so whatever...it was good...i enjoyed the lemongrass soup...now bring me my damn check...$21-22...not bad...then we had to debate whether to leave a tip or not...and of course, since it wasn't what i ordered...it was a resounding NO from both of us...and we proceeded to make our way towards the door....cool, right?...nope!...the waiter approaches and asks us why we didn't leave a tip...going into this tirade about they don't work for donations...blase...blase...we didn't give a fuck...and i was about to walk out, when nyles said...NO!, i need to see a manager...which our waiter proceeded to show us...and then nyles explained the situation to him...and he was acted like he didn't care...so of course this just pissed nyles the fuck off...and he declared that he would never....EVER!......EVER!...return...and nyles definitely means it...so i guess that's the last time i Spice up my life :( lol

I'm here....and look who I found

so, my trip to brooklyn began with my flight being delayed by an hour...thanks delta...but it was cool...i had nothing but time on my hands, right?...right!...so i finally my plane arrives and i'm back to being excited...little did i know what was in store for me when i took my seat...so, i'm sitting there putting on my seatbelt...getting comfortable in my seat...when i see this asian family approaching the back of the plane...now, i had seen this family before my plane arrived and i'd thought to myself...damn, i just know with all my heart that i am going to end up sitting by them in some kind of way...which would have been fine, if it wasn't for the way that they were acting. first, of all...they were talking in their native language...LOUD AS HELL...i mean, the grandmother, must have been deaf, b/c this bitch was yelling everything...and I do mean everything...and on top of that...they had a baby...ugh!...take me now Jesus...so, we board and then where do i find myself...right in between the mother and grandmother...with the father sitting directly across from me....shit...it's gonna be a long flight...then, my flight attendent, who i've named faith evans [read: Robert] is just trying to talk to the grandmother telling her to lower her voice for the sake of the other passengers [read: STFU!]...but she doesn't speak english and was acting like she really didn't give a fuck...so yeah...that's how my flight went...but being me, i ate my delta provided snack [see pic] and took my ass to sleep for the duration of the flight...so enought of my boring flight...when i landed, i was greeted by my good friend nyles...remember him?...the guy who was sick...well, surprise...he's feeling better....yay!!!lol...yeah, he met me at the airport and we started our 11 mile trek to my hotel from JFK...via the subway, of course...it's too damn cold for us to walk anyway in NY, although it's colder in nashville than here...go figure...so, we get on the subway and of course nyles is his wonderful, witty self...who has me in hysterics the entire ride...he's telling me about life in brooklyn...we're laughing at the people on the subway...and of course, this eventually led to us snapping a couple of photos for posterity...i mean, i have to document my time here right?...so we make it to the hotel and check in....and although, i'm tired...i am also hungry...peanuts and some sprite just are not going to satisfy the 450lb white woman who is living inside me...so, of course this means that we're sitting around in my room trying to make a decision on where to go...mind you, this is how nyles was for the entire decision making procedure [see pic to the right]...asking me what i had a taste for...honestly, i could have killed a person on the street and eaten them b/c that's the way I was feeling...[note the use of the word feeling]...but finally, nyles said fuck it, we're going to Spice, which is a thai restaurant...and me being the country bumpkin and hungry person that i was just agreed...but after the experience that nyles and i had when we went there...i think neither of us will be returning...at least to that location....just marinate on that and try and figure out WHAT WENT WRONG!lol