i went out with coworkers after work tonight.
they went to a bar, then to a fried chicken joint in allston. 1. the music they
was playing was fire. there was a string of non-bangers, but overall, the
playlist was smooth. 2. the galbi was absolutely delicious. i got two orders,
and had some fried chicken from across the table. i’m slowly getting out the
cribo more and more. i was sitting waiting for food when dr. waghwani told me i
looked like a rapper. i asked what made me look like one, and he responded the
hoodie with the hat and the overall vibe. i couldn’t ask for a better bhai,
that’s my dog for life. these aspirations about to manifest themselves one way
or another. i enjoyed great food, with even better company. what more could you
ask of a friday night?
eating galbi definitely made me miss dono, because i know he loves korean food. dono, i know you’re reading this from somewhere, what up bwoy! i miss you and love you always.
-ratha, 11:39pm, 2.18.22