Vietnamese tacos by Nom Nom

Mention Asian tacos to most people and you'll get blank stares.  My brother was raving about them in Los Angeles and sent us on a hunt for Asian food trucks.  How fortunate that Nom Nom and Kogi were both parked in Orange County on Saturday.  We munched on Nom Nom at Costa Mesa's SoCo farmer's market.  David Kien, Nom Nom's man behind the wheel on Great Food Truck Race, even served us our banh mi.

The tacos contain similar grilled meat you find on bun at Vietnamese restaurants.  Mmm! Thumbs up to Nom Nom's tofu banh mi, too. It's amazing what tofu can do.

Heath for Harley-Davidson USA

I'm on a Heath Kirchart kick.  Here he is repping Harley-Davidson's Forty-Eight Sportster.  This is likely the type of loud-ass motorcyle I cursed on a daily basis when I lived in California.

Seal Beach, California

 

 

 

 

Off to the wild west

We dropped the dog at the kennel and are off to thaw out in California for a few days.

I whip my kanzashi back and forth

I'm floored by these lovely kanzashi hair ornaments from Japan.  In modern day Japan, fabric ornaments are typically worn with kimono on special occasions.  For a dizzying array of kanzashi for sale visit Maya Japanese Traditional Arts & Crafts.  Etsy features 76 pages of kanzashi, mostly hairclips suited to American fashions, though Sakuradancer and Altetier Kanawa step up the game in a big way.

Best holiday tradition EVER: Krampus

If I ever have kids, I am definitely employing the Austrian and Hungarian tradition of Krampus into my Christmas holiday.  In fact, after reading Alison's post about Krampus, I've pretty much found my true calling.

HP baby rolls on



Sometimes I think this blog should be called, "Commercials I Like."  This ad for HP makes me smile everytime I watch it.

BIG GUNS in Hawaii

Big boards and big arms came out in Oahu for Quiksilver's annual In Memory of Eddie Aikau Big Wave Invitational, last week.  Transworld Surf offers up a stellar photo gallery of the event.

Why I love Minnesotans

On Sunday morning at 7:30 am, my thermometer read an ungodly zero degrees.  Despite this temperature, I saw a man jogging and a woman walking her dog. Minnesotans in winter =hardcore.

After two hours of walking dogs at the shelter I realized I needed new winter boots.  Hubs and I trekked to the local Fleet Farm where they sell warm clothing that is so ugly you don't care if you get it dirty.  I found a pair of women's Sorel boots in a funky black plaid. Unfortunately they didn't have my size so I ended up with boots that resemble elephant feet that will keep me warm down to -50 degrees.  This is okay since as a seasoned Minnesotan I know that ugly=warm, whereas attractive=freeze your ass off.

Bromance