We've been having a good time in California, but I (Willie) am a still a little steamed about the General Tso's incident, and that they seem to be closing all my favorite chinese restaurants in the area. How is a guy supposed to get to eat greasy fried gluten laden chicken and beef?
We went to the California Academy of Sciences and Steinhart Aquarium. It was extra fun because the alligator who normally never moves was super active. Treat. We've also been to our friends Nate and Jake's Bnai-Mitzvah which was a weekend long thing. We started with a meat and Magic fest Friday night, then down to the actual business of the event Saturday morning followed by a gambling dance party Saturday night. We were too worn out to go to brunch Sunday morning, so we took it easy, then met papa's friend Howie for dinner, and he did us right.
We've got another celebration Tuesday complete with a rice krispie cake. No more tweens for some person.
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I'm putting my money on the Alligator
I'm putting my money on the Snapping turtles
We are not putting our money on the catfish (see inside Alligator's mouth).
Behold--the reincarnation of Mouse! Two years ago I lost Mouse at Nana's at the end of a summer trip. This year, Willie and I were walking to Montclair and we were close to Nana's house and we saw this Mouse in the Street--it was meant to be.
Looks like mouse took a Las Vegas vacation with this costume he's wearing, and his eyes are kind of off center--too much Las Vegas.
We celebrated Mouse's return with a side of beef--actually it's just a tri-tip that papa smoked (Nana joke: where'd you find rolling papers that big--wakka wakka wakka). It was delicious--perhaps we'll have another one on my birthday!
No Mouse, you can't have any tri-tip because mice are vegetarians.
Monsters on the other hand eat little children, or so they say. Contrary to the picture, we did not see Monsters U yet. We saw the new Star Trek movie, and Mike and Sully happened to be there.
Magic is definitely the way to spend the aftermath of a guy's bar mitzvah.
Oh, and Craps. Fergie taught us all how to play, and I (Teddy) made $800 at the Craps table. Too bad they didn't let me keep it.
I got to eat my weight in ice cream, whipped cream and red vines.
At Howie and Cheryl's house, they had these auto-opening garbage cans everywhere. How cool is that? Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. Lid goes up, lid goes down. This never gets old.
