I don’t know what to say the monkeys won’t do

I had a lovely dinner at the Basil Leaf last night, and ordered one of their specials for the evening — some kind of shirimp and scallop dish with coconut, served in a hollowed out coconut. It was rather hot, though delicious, and I had to really take it slow eating it for a while. When the waitress came to take our plates I commented on both the taste and the temperature, at which point she informed me that I should probably have dumped the coconut and its contents into the dish they were sitting in.


Apparently this had been pointed out to me earlier in the evening, but I missed it. Guess why I got a hearing check yesterday!

So much to do before 9:30 AM. Chat atcha later.