If the Monkeys are not out of town, we can usually count on seeing family during long weekends such as this one. On Friday night, the Monkeys had dinner at our country club with Brother Monkey, his girlfriend Torry, and Torry's mom. I have no pictures, though, because, since this was the first time we were meeting Torry's mom, I thought it wise not to make her think I was totally crazy the first time we met. Next time, though, the iPhone's coming out. Torry's mom was so incredibly warm and sweet, not unlike Torry. I count Torry as family. She has been dating Brother Monkey for a couple of years now, and they are moving in together very soon.
For those of you who are wondering what we ate (since this post is called "Family Feasting"), we started with three appetizers for the table: bacon-wrapped prawns, roasted eggplant pizza, and fresh artichoke with a special house dipping sauce. Mr. Monkey and Brother Monkey both had New England clam chowder, while the girls each had a baby green salad with goat cheese, candied pecans, and a tangy vinaigrette. Brother Monkey and I both opted for the filet mignon with garlic mashed potatoes (I didn't eat my potatoes), string beans, and carrots. Mr. Monkey had cajun catfish with couscous and mixed vegetables. Torry had citrus grilled chicken with potatoes and vegetables. Torry's mom had some giant scallops. We ended with a sundae and creme brulee.
Boo. Now I'm sad I didn't take pictures. Oh well. The Monkeys go to the country club for dinner a lot. I'll snap next time when Torry's mom's not there! (And, for the record, the next morning I had not gained a pound! Insane!)
Yesterday, we had dinner with Mama and Stepdad Monkey at a restaurant in Rowland Heights, which I believe is called Seafood Village in English. Sometimes I forget to note English names of Chinese restaurants. Mama and Stepdad Monkey are a couple of newlyweds, too. They got married in October 2006 and are very cute together.
After dinner, we headed to the 99 Ranch Market for a little shopping, which is so normal and rather mundane for us, but, to those unfamiliar with Chinese supermarkets, can be quite the adventure. I especially love the frozen food section (hence the abundance of pics). Asian frozen food kicks American frozen food's ass. Some of it's so good that it's almost like restaurant food.
Famous Dave's Legendary Pit Bar-B-Que, where Mr. Monkey felt very welcome and where paper towels and five different barbecue sauces were readily available on the table.
Finally, we had dinner with Mr. Monkey's family tonight. We stopped by Mr. Monkey's brother's house first, where we watched Little Monkey Niece in action. Man, it takes a long time to get a toddler ready to go out. What a pain.
And that, my friends, concludes the Monkeys' long weekend. No, wait. Mr. Monkey wants it known that he also played golf twice. Ok. Now that's it. Whee.