It's hard to sit outdoors for a meal when the haze shrouds the island and the PM2.5 readings rocket. Our eyes and nose feel it, and it's worrying what remains in our lungs. There're very few places that would take Choya indoors and meet our expected food standards. So we end up getting food to-go and staying at home.
We were so glad that M and E opened up their home and invited us over for the evening. They provided respite from the polluted air, and offered Choya mental stimulation and love, and fed us. They refused to let us split dinner! We couldn't be more thankful!
The friends said it would be Thai food. I didn't ask where they were getting it from. But when I saw that pork jowl, I was like, 'wait a minute, isn't this the leanest pork jowl on the island??' Indeed it was. It was tasty food delivered from good old Little Elephant. Apparently the restaurant delivers island-wide!
The floofs were happy chilling out. Ozi was so pleased to have us there that she kept coming to us for sniffs and such. Too cute. She also took a shine to the little coaster under my glass of gin. At every opportunity that the coaster was free, she seized it and made a run for it like it's a frisbee. Hehehe. She took it as a little game. I let her, but not before asking her momma if that was okay because the momma said she needed four proper coasters, not three and ¾ chewed bits.


