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While I am in between X-ray and heart scan, I’m making good use of the wireless network in this part of the hospital. Oooh, someone in medical imaging just gave me a meal voucher! I love this hospital, people are so friendly and upbeat. Unfortunately I can’t eat anything for the next 3 hours, but hopefully I won’t be feeling nauseous when I’m done so I might get myself a sammy.

This blog revolves around food and so does my life. I’m sure I think about food and what I’m going to prepare and eat much more than the average bear. Probably not too much more than the average food blogger :) One thing I wasn’t expecting over the next several months is that I would have to make a few adjustments to my diet. The main kicker: no sushi. *gasp* Honestly, I can forgo anything if necessary. I am not so inflexible.

What better reason to go and enjoy a nice sushi lunch with my sweetheart? There are a lot of places in Boulder to have sushi considering the landlocked status of the state. I haven’t lived here long enough to accept the prices for the quality compared to what I got in So Cal. Okay, but there is one place that has excellent quality and a price tag to match: Sushi Tora.

Recipe: lentil soup

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This morning a kind, portly dude knocked on the door at 7:55. I was in my bike shorts, ready to ride for an hour because these guys weren’t scheduled to arrive until 10 am to 2 pm. But here they were, not necessarily bright-eyed and bushy-tailed either. It was snowing, and the fellows in Denver aren’t too keen on the lovely mountain weather I cherish.

Yesterday, I drove down to Boulder to run several errands in the afternoon. When I was done, I picked Jeremy up from work and we went to Pearl Street for Happy Hour. I never got into happy hours before moving here. I discovered that Boulder has more happy hours than you can shake a stick at. The best part for me is the cheap food, not the cheap booze (although I love fruity cocktails). Despite my anguish at the lack of good Asian fare in Boulder, this small city boasts a lot of very nice restaurants. We have several favorites.

Because Boulder sits 3000 feet lower than our house, it feels as if I am stepping into another season when I come to town. There are still leaves on trees and they are turning many shades of red, orange, and yellow. The day was warm and sunny – I wore shorts! We strolled down Pearl Street as the sun dropped closer to the mountains and decided on Jax Fish House, a favorite. I know, I know – seafood in Colorado?! Why yes, actually. It’s not Chesapeake Bay seafood (where I grew up) and it’s not Los Angeles seafood (where I lived for ten years), but it’s pretty good if you know where to go around here and Jax is definitely a reliable place for it. I dare say, one of Boulder’s best.

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