Boyfriend came over to have lunch with me today, and I ended up taking him to Joi’s for dim sum. While at the restaurant, we realized that the two of us haven’t been out for dim sum since Valentine’s Day. Lunch was delicious- what’s not to love about Asian dumplings?
The service is always friendly, the dim sum carts come around frequently, and the restaurant is spacious. The price at Joi’s is definitely right too- we shared seven different dishes and our bill, with tax, came to less than $30.
My friend Maria came over for dinner and to hang out. We made fresh pasta tossed with fresh spinach pesto and topped with sautéed lemon shrimp. The pesto was made with raw sunflower seeds, radishes, raw garlic, blanched spinach, olive oil, and sea salt.
The first time Maria came over, I told her that Boyfriend’s mom had been able to win over a suspicious Taro by playing with him. Being a courageous soul and a dog-lover to boot, Maria decided to see if she could also win over my four-legged brat. During that visit, Maria played with Taro for an hour or so and got to a place where he was wary around her, but not hostile. This time, I’m not sure that he recognized her, but within a 20-minute play session, he was happily returning a ball to her. Over the next hour, he decided that she was a friend. Once that switch happened, he wouldn’t leave her alone. He snuggled with her and pandered for pets. Later while we watched Elf, he slept with his head in her lap for the entire movie.
Funnily enough, the last time I went to Joi’s for lunch, I made a kale pesto for dinner. Tonight, I made a similar spinach pesto. Coincidence? Or is there something about dim sum that prompts my tummy to want pasta afterward??