If I had grandchildren, it could explain the conversation I had with several friends over brunch on Mother's Day. I attempt to get a group of friends and acquaintances together for brunch about once a month, just to be social and hang out. The first one happened to be on Easter, the last one on Mother's Day. Such is my knack for scheduling.
We went to Guelaguetza, a Oaxacan restaurant in Korea Town. For any Angelenos, I highly recommend it.
After brunch, someone pops a baby aspirin. Excuse me? Baby aspirin? It's a healthy thing to do, apparently. I was out of the baby aspirin loop, but everyone else was in it, thanks to Oprah. She recently had an episode devoted to health. I missed the episode, but she covered calcium supplements, baby aspirin, how to eat enough vegetables and some other pertinent information. Here's something else I learned this Sunday: Your poo should come out like the letter "S" and should make the same sound a diver in Acapulco makes when he hits the water. So if, when you go to the bathroom, it sounds like a fat kid doing a belly flop in the pool, you might consider seeing a doctor or changing your diet.
Honorary lady Guy attended as well and raised his voice--he practically shouted--in a heated discussion on anti-oxidents. I volunteered that I sometimes take vitamin supplements ever since my mother sent me two bathtub-size containers of multi-vitamin and calcium supplements. Now I have to wonder if maybe my mom should have watched Oprah because calcium supplements can cause digestive problems.
In any case, at some point I realized me and my friends were far too young to be discussing vitamin supplements and healthy bowel movements. Not only that, at the beginning of brunch we wondered whether to get pitchers of margaritas or bloody mary's, and when the waiter came, only one person ordered alcohol. JUST ONE PERSON! I tried to justify my glass of water by pointing out I'd had some wine the night before, but still. Pathetic.
I think, at the very least, anytime people under forty (in my case way under 40) discuss the state of our health, we should rent grandchildren for the occasion, to try and keep it in perspective.
In other non-news, I've been reading "HTML for Dummies" again, and am learning how to do some pretty uninteresting things. For example, if I decide to learn Greek and want to send messages to my Mediterranean friends, &iota &gamma &delta &omicron &iota &nu &gamma &rho &epsilon &epsilon &kappa. &phi &beta &kappa.
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Laura....if you are wayyy under 40, you are wayyy to young to NOT be ordering alcohol at brunch. It's practically required!
But if you need, at your next brunch, I can fill in as the designated alcohol consumer. Since I am wayyy too close to 40....it's part of my job!
W's are no good?
I agree that ordering alcohol with friends at lunch should be an all or nothing affair. Otherwise the one guy who orders the martini looks like a lush.
Side note: according to the map that restaurant is in Mar Vista, not close to K-town. It's about a mile from where I used to live. I'll have to check it out. Me likes the mole.
Oh-hack-an? Oh-hock-an? Tic-tac-toe-an?
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Guelaguetza: 3014 W Olympic Blvd at Olympic & Normandy.
There are two other locations as well. Yummy, inexpensive, authentic-feeling.
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